I Took A Puff Of The Wrong

You'll Live To Be A Hundred If You Give Up All The Things That Make You Want To.

I Was Nauseous And Tingly All Over. I Was Either In Love Or I Had Smallpox.

How Wrong Emily Dickinson Was! Hope Is Not "the Thing With Feathers." The Thing With Feathers Has Turned Out To Be My Nephew. I Must Take Him To A Specialist In Zurich.

It Is No Secret That Organized Crime In America Takes In Over Forty Billion Dollars A Year. This Is Quite A Profitable Sum, Especially When One Considers That The Mafia Spends Very Little For Office Supplies.

Change Is Almost Always Negative. Things Degenerate.