- Dr. La Foo. Upon learning that the 14 year old girl liked classical music and played the violin, I pulled out my conducting wand (a telescoping cartoon hand) and Dr. Hamsterfuzz prepared to play Beethoven's 9th on a tiny 1" long harmonica. It turned out that due to her hospitalization the girl and her father had missed the Seattle Symphony's production of Beethoven's 9th over the holidays. So they were ever so grateful to receive a personal bedside concert, though a somewhat lowbrow arrangement, of Beethoven's 9th
- Dr. Hamsterfuzz. A receptionist told us that we had "made her day" after we had made a grand entrance (well or 2 or 3, each one improving upon the last) from the elevator to her counter.
- Dr. Hamsterfuzz. We were told by an amazed and grateful nurse that we had just brought her 10 year old patient's pain level down to zero for the first time that day. Was it because, in addition to a goofy magic trick, we discreetly planted a fake novelty item, then left the patient's room holding our noses because her stuffed teddy bear had just pooped in the bed? Absolutely!
- Dr. La Foo. Dr. Hamsterfuzz and I ran into two 12 or 13-year old girls who were sharing a hospital room. Earlier, Dr. Hamsterfuzz had taken one of the girls' teddy bears so this day she said, "You'd better not steal my teddy bear today." "Oh no, I wouldn't!" "We're going to the playroom so you'd better not go near that bear!" "Oh no, we wouldn't!" The girls then left their room. What else could we do but TP the room and put toilet paper bow ties on both teddy bears?