Appeals to the Young and the Young at Heart.
The recitation of grievances was strange balm.
I felt that I was burning underwater.
My past is everything I failed to be.
He doesn't hear but sees the Voice.
Man is, that he may have Joy.
Even death has a heart.
The bombs were coming-and so was I.
It could be worse. I could be you.
Honesty is admired, and starves.
I have hair on my chest. And it’s purring.
Courage is a vitamin best swallowed with whiskey.
Boys will be boys. Well, some boys will be girls.
The pinnacle of every conversation is coming to the point.
I inherited my independence from my parents.
Marriage is the dearth of sex as we know it.
One evening we made love all morning.
The all-knowing yesterday is obsolete today.
Reverse psychology, I do it in front of the mirror.
Be that as it may, it may be maybe, or it may be May, Bee.
What’s the halfway point on a burrito called? Sadness.
