Have You Ever Known Anyone Who Bought

It's True Fang And I Fight, But We've Never Gone To Bed Mad. Of Course, One Year We Were Up For Three Months.

I'll Never Forget My First Fur. It Was A Modest Little Stole. Modest? People Thought I Was Wearing Anchovies.

My Recipe For Dealing With Anger And Frustration: Set The Kitchen Timer For Twenty Minutes, Cry, Rant, And Rave, And At The Sound Of The Bell, Simmer Down And Go About Business As Usual.

Any Time Three New Yorkers Get Into A Cab Without An Argument, A Bank Has Just Been Robbed.

I Buried A Lot Of My Ironing In The Back Yard.