The Night of Roquefort Cheese

Roquefort cheese it is. Forget peanut butter, forget special nuts treated with sticky jam, forget everything you've ever heard before. Use roquefort cheese. Smear it on. It'll work.

We could prove it to you, if The Great Ducknik would allow The Great Plotnik to publish the picture he took last night, but she has already said if he does that Ducknik will tell Isabella. We can't let that happen, so you'll just have to use your imagination.

This might be of some service: By day, World Headquarters is a haven of peace, where intellectual enterprises are pursued by students seeking a heightened, enlightened spirituality. By night, however, we are a seething, churning, snapping, snarling cauldron of Death.

Here's another way to put it. By day we are about ginger, garlic, herbal blends and natural, wholesome ingredients. By night it's all roquefort cheese, preferably from Safeway.

Does that help? Boy, could we tell you a tail.