Good Things Don't End In -eum; They

I Discovered A Meal Between Breakfast And Brunch.

All Right, Let's Not Panic. I'll Make The Money By Selling One Of My Livers. I Can Get By With One.

I Was Working On A Flat Tax Proposal And Accidentally Proved There Was No God.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.