“You’re asking me? The Whack-O from loony town!” she snapped at him.”

“AHA!” screamed a voice from overhead . . . Peeves was hanging upside down from a chandelier and grinning maliciously at them.“Potty asked Loony to go to the party! Potty lurves Loony! Potty luuuuurves Looooooony!”And he zoomed away, cackling and shrieking, “Potty loves Loony!”

“You’re an escapee from the loony bin,” I said. “You’re the butt of every joke ever told. You might as well be the chicken that crossed the road.”

“MAke sure she can handle a gun, please."I whacked him on the arm."Hmm, did a butterfly just land on me?”

“If you’re from a town called Away, when you’re home, you’re Away. But when you’re away, you’re not home.”

“It runs in the family. And don't expect me to be ashamed. Yankees lock away loony relatives, but down here, we prop 'em up on parade floats and march 'em through the middle of town.”