I Sang In The Choir For Years,

The Whole Romantic Part Of My Life Was A Wipeout. I Didn't Even Own A Belt.

I Don't Understand Why People Don't Remember My Name.

I Laughed All The Way Through Love Story.

My Sisters Said, Why Do You Make Those Faces? You Make Yourself So Ugly.

I Cant Stand Those Food Cult People Who Bring Their Own Food Into The House. All Those Little Thermoses And Paper Bags-it Makes The Other Guests Uncomfortable.