I wonder! Why are so many of my sculptures regularly stolen??? I must have been a thief in one of my previous lifes.. Somebody who called himself my agent... Honest he was, that's for sure... as he is praying every sunday... and doing good for needed people.. and he stole two of my sculptures "very honestly"... He must have been praying before steeling. And after steeling. And during steeling. That's a man of God.

As a matter of fact, I'd rather be on my place that at his.