I'm Getting Old, Don't Wear Underwear, And

Some People Think There's A Woman To Blame, But I Know - It's My Own Damn Fault

I Remember The Excruciating School Task Of Writing A Three-page Term Paper. But, Oh, That Feeling When I Was Done! I Think I Drive Myself For That Feeling Of Accomplishment.

You Know, As A Writer, I'm More Of A Listener Than A Writer, Cuz If I Hear Something I Will Write It Down.

Is It Time For Your Medication Or Mine?

Mr. Bear, You Know In The Eyes Of The Lord, We're Both Beasts.