It’s Nice Enough To Make A Man

Never Envy A Man His Lady. Behind It All Lays A Living Hell.

Death Meant Little To Me. It Was The Last Joke In A Series Of Bad Jokes.

How Are His Poems?" "he's Not As Good As He Thinks He Is, But Then Most Of Us Feel That Way.

You Boys Can Keep Your Virgins Give Me Hot Old Women In High Heels With Asses That Forgot To Get Old.

When You Play The Field Selfishly Everything Works Against You: One Can’t Insist On Love Or Demand Affection. You’re Finally Left With Whatever You Have Been Willing To Give Which Often Is: Nothing.