Love will wreck your heart like a derailed train. So choo-choose your partner wisely.
This Book Has No TitleA farm is a business, and I ran mine into the ground. The next year it grew back.
This Book Has No TitleLoyalty is for the dogs. Count me among the cats. And count me twice—once for each of my faces.
This Book Has No TitleSomebody needs to pet me, and I guess that somebody is me. My cat is busy sleeping.
This Book Has No TitleDon’t expect my hand to extend out of her vagina and accept the charity of strangers.
This Book Has No TitleI found love in the arms of another woman. Who needs two legs, a torso, or talking?
This Book Has No TitleMy children don’t even know my name, and it’s no excuse that they haven’t even been born yet.
This Book Has No TitleI hate the phrase “Shit or get off the pot,” because I rarely cook with feces.
This Book Has No TitleI wear a helmet when I write, because if you’re doing it right, writing is dangerous.
This Book Has No TitleSpeed dating is great, because when that bell rings, I drool like Pavlov’s dog.
This Book Has No TitleMore Americans died in WWII than in any other world war, with the possible exception of WWI.
This Book Has No Title-Is he dead? -Gosh I hope so, because I went to a lot of trouble to dig his grave.
This Book Has No TitleDesigning an airplane and modeling it after an ostrich is a stretch, but I’ve always been flexible.
This Book Has No TitleTo treat everyone equally is offensive, because it fails to recognize anyone as an individual.
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