Gentlemen Always Seem To Remember Blondes.

With A Mental Equipment Which Allows Me To Tell The Difference Between Hot And Cold, I Stand Out In This Community Like A Modern Day Cicero. Dropped Into Any Other City Of The World, I'd Rate As A Possibly Adequate Night Watchman.

I've Never Known A Philadelphian Who Wasn't A Downright 'character'; Possibly A Defense Mechanism Resulting From The Dullness Of Their Native Habitat.

I Was Making Love To A Man, A Man I Hardly Even Know. He Was Kissing The Face Off Me And I Was Kissing The Face Off Him. And I Found It Highly Satisfactory.

...in The Past, As Now, [hollywood] Was A Stamping Ground For Tastelessness, Violence, And Hyperbole, But Once Upon A Time It Turned Out A Product Which Sweetened The Flavor Of Life All Over The World.

I Once Witnessed More Ardent Emotions Between Men At An Elks' Rally In Pasadena Than They Could Ever Have Felt For The Type Of Woman Available To An Elk.