The Marquis’ Intimate Diary

TUESDAY, 4 JANUARY, 2000, PHILADELPHIA
Put me in a rowboat or a speeding vehicle or a dark, stinky room with my brother for an extended period of time with a pad and pencil and watch the fur fly, man!

Okay, so you know those state line signs? Like when you’re driving west and cross over to California and you see the sign: “Welcome to California: Put That Damn Cigarette Out!”

Okay, well, this is our response to the sign that welcomes you into Delaware by saying (no joke): DELAWARE: SMALL WONDER



DELAWARE: This Won’t Hurt A Bit

Dela-Where?

DELAWARE: It’ll All Be Over Soon

DELAWARE: Mum’s The Word

Don’t blink! DELAWARE!

DELAWARE: It’ll Be Our Little Secret

The First State — Named Delaware

Whoops! DELAWARE!

If You Can Read This, You’re In DELAWARE

DELAWARE — You’ll Be Glad You Did

Be Aware Of Delaware

DELAWARE: Don’t Laugh, It’s Paid For

DELAWARE: Size Doesn’t Matter

DELAWARE: Nothin’ Doin’!

DELAWARE: You Had To Be There!

Pay Attention! It’s DELAWARE!

DELAWARE: You Can See Pennsylvania From Here!

Make Room For DELAWARE!

Hey! Delaware Has Beaches Too!

DELAWARE: Next Right

DELAWARE: Just Death

DELAWARE: Well? We Like It

DELAWARE: Like Taking Off A Band-Aid

Help Yourself — It’s DELAWARE!