Americans Don't Want Cowboys To Be Gay.

Certainly On The Vast Windy Plain, There Was Plenty Of Nothing To Be Looked At.

You Expect Far Too Much Of A First Sentence. Think Of It As Analagous To A Good Country Breakfast: What We Want Is Something Simple, But Nourishing To The Imagination. Hold The Philosophy, Hold The Adjectives, Just Give Us A Plain Subject And Verb And Perhaps A Wholesome, Nonfattening Adverb Or Two.

A Woman's Love Is Like The Morning Dew. It's Just As Likely To Settle On A Horse Turd As A Rose.

Only A Rank Degenerate Would Drive 1,500 Miles Across Texas Without Eating A Chicken Fried Steak.

It Ain’t Dying I’m Talking About, It’s Living. I Doubt It Matters Where You Die, But It Matters Where You Live.” ~spoken By Augustus Mccrae