I Fished Upstream Coming Ever Closer And

A Sombrero Fell Out Of The Sky And Landed On The Main Street Of Town In Front Of The Mayor, His Cousin, And A Person Out Of Work. The Day Was Scrubbed Clean By The Desert Air. The Sky Was Blue. It Was The Blue Of Human Eyes, Waiting For Something To Happen. There Was No Reason For A Sombrero To Fall Out Of The Sky. No Airplane Or Helicopter Was Passing Overhead And It Was Not A Religious Holiday.

I Don't Want My Daughter To Be Educated. I Think Women Should Just Be Decorative.

The American Humorist Sat On His Couch Suffering Thoughts Of Her, Trying To Figure Out How To Win Back Her Affections, Wondering What Had Happened Between Them Or Just Tumbling Head-over-heels Down Into Romantic Oblivion Where The Image Of A Remembered Kiss Provokes Bottomless Despair And Makes Death Seem Like The Right Idea.he Experienced The Basics Of Love Ended.

You've Got Some 'star-spangled' Nails In Your Coffin, Kid. That's What They've Done For You, Son.

Once Upon A Time There Was A Dwarf Knight Who Only Had Fifty Words To Live In And They Were So Fleeting That He Only Had Time To Put On A Suit Of Armor And Ride Swiftly On A Black Horse Into A Very Well-lit Woods Where He Vanished Forever.