Complaint Is Often The Result Of An

From The Beginning, Through The Middle Years And Up To The End: Too Bad, Too Bad, Too Bad.

People Need Me. I Fill Them. If They Can't See Me For A While They Get Desperate, They Get Sick. But If I See Them Too Often I Get Sick. It's Hard To Feed Without Getting Fed.

The Problem Was You Had To Keep Choosing Between One Evil Or Another, And No Matter What You Chose, They Sliced A Little More Off You, Until There Was Nothing Left. At The Age Of 25 Most People Were Finished. A Whole Goddamned Nation Of Assholes Driving Automobiles, Eating, Having Babies, Doing Everything In The Worst Way Possible, Like Voting For The Presidential Candidate Who Reminded Them Most Of Themselves.

A Woman Is A Full Time Job. You Have To Choose Your Profession.

… And We Are In Bed Together Laughing And We Don’t Care About Anything.