Who cares what Herb thinks. I'm tired of hearing what Herb thinks. How about what I think? Herb asked me to help, so that's what I'm going to do. From now on you will be hearing what Sammy Sticks thinks sometimes.

Oh boy! Somebody is sending firecrackers to stuffy, old politicians. He He! I think that's cool. But before everybody gets mad at me, I want you to know I didn't do it -- honest!

I'm glad nobody was hurt. It's never good to hurt people -- even old, ugly politician type people. But I like a good laugh. And these firecrackers are really making me laugh.

Now old Berlusphony -- the big cheese of Italy --  is calling out his crack anti-firecracker squad. These guys are so crooked they don't wear normal shoes -- they wear flip flops. That's so if there's a firecracker sender in their group, he'll hear them coming and escape.

This was Berlusphony's idea. You see, the same day his old enemy Romano Prodi got his firecracker in the mail, Berlusphony issued the flip flops.

Humm ... are you thinking what I'm thinking?