In California, They Don't Throw Their Garbage

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

I Love Nature, I Just Don't Want To Get Any Of It On Me.

The Last Woman I Was In Was The Statue Of Liberty.

Ads Answered Out Of Desperation In The New York Review Of Books Proved Equally Futile As…the 'bay Area Bisexual' Told Me I Didn't Quite Coincide With Either Of Her Desires.

The Lion And The Calf Shall Lie Down Together But The Calf Won't Get Much Sleep.