Dreck Is Dreck And No Amount Of

Styles, Like Everything Else, Change. Style Doesn't.

It's Not Just The Cheerleading Thing I Have A Problem With, It's The Whole Jock Enchilada. I'm All For A Good Game Of Basketball In Teh Driveway Or A Killer Bike Ride. But When There's Tackling And Grunting Involved-- No Thanks.

If You Believe In Your Heart That You Are Right, You Must Fight With All Your Might To Do It Your Way. Only Dead Fish Swim With The Stream All The Time.

Dreck Is Dreck And No Amount Of Fancy Polish Is Going To Make It Anything Else.

Change, Like Youth, Is Purely Wasted On The Young.