"Ah Pook the Destroyer," with its gravelly pronunciation of the names of a Mayan pantheon intoned over the most sugary strings, is almost as funny as Oscar Brand's "We Set Sail." Too much. We listen to the sardonic "Thanksgiving Prayer" in lieu of saying grace every year before Thanksgiving dinner. The younguns are embarrased to a one as we recite along with WSB ("mean, bitter, evil, church-goin' women"). They think we are insane and might be right. But the wife and I are still very much in love after all these years, a blessing the credit for which we tend to give to our never having joined the PTA and to this CD. Spices up the old Johnson, no less.