Awl teh booze got drink, an Happy Cat's momz was liek, “Dey gotz no booze. Dis parti iz teh suck!”

Fear was my drug of choice. I thrived on scary movies, ghost stories and rollercoasters. I dreamed of playing the last girl left alive in a slasher film — the one who screams herself hoarse as she discovers her friends' bodies one by one.

My favorite is Model B, a nubby construction that is 18 inches wide by 92 inches long and is made of washi paper over bamboo ribs.

The thunders of the Vatican could no longer strike into the heart of princes.