On Monday mornings I am dedicated to the proposition that all men are created jerks.
My Lord, my Lord! What hast Thou done, lately?
Whosover loveth wisdom is righteous, but he that keepeth company with fowl is weird.
The wicked at heart probably know something.
Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence, so why bother shaving?
Hollywood is a place where people from Iowa mistake each other for movie stars.
I took a speed-reading course and read War and Peace in twenty minutes. It involves Russia.
Is it better to be the lover or the loved one? Neither, if your cholesterol is over six hundred. By love, of course, I refer to romantic love -- the love between man and woman, rather than between mother and child, or a boy and his dog, or two headwaiters.
Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence so why bother shaving?
Doing abominations is against the law, particularly if the abominations are done while wearing a lobster bib.