“A whisper is the shadow of a shout, and I keep a few in my wallet to use at the strip club on rainy nights.”

“A whisper is like the shadow of a shout. My shout’s a little too green if I let it grow in my neighbor’s yard.”

“One of my hobbies is reading finance and economic books—at the strip club, where I “invest” my money.”

“A shadow is midnight’s whisper, I thought as I shouted at my invisible clone. Killing your own clone is the only time you could commit murder and suicide at the same time by killing just one person.”

“I found Waldo. He was in a strip club. He was hard to spot, because he’d already stripped off his red and white striped sweater and was all sweaty.”

“My wallet was empty after the charity auction. Of course, my wallet was empty before the auction too. I donated my time and money to strippers.”

“I may not be a horse whisperer, but I certainly can and do shout at unicorns.”