Great Humorists Are Great Insulters.

The Mob Became Unruly And The Police Were Forced To Resort To Sex.

I Think I'd Be Pretty Easy To Write For.

To Call New York's Traffic At Holiday Time A Nightmare Is To Understate.

I Eat At This German-chinese Restaurant And The Food Is Delicious. The Only Problem Is That An Hour Later You're Hungry For Power.

I Confess, I Do Have To Remind Myself Almost Daily That There Are People On This Earth Capable Of Reading, Writing, Eating And Dressing Themselves Who Believe Their Lives Are Ruled From Billions Of Miles Away, By The Stars - And, Of Course, The Planets.