"Whether it was Harry Hopkins or Mary Poppins, it's wrong to deep-fry poodles!" Is the denunciation of evil that will come at the conclusion of my prophetic testament to the luscious maidens of Sumatra before Satan plunges them into inescapable darkness because no broken spine's going to stop me from climbing Mount Everest! You can fire bazookas at me and run my mother over with a snow mobile and I won't care!