My Tombstone? I'm Thinking Something Along The

"no Comment" Is A Comment.

If God Created Everything, He's Got A Serious Quality Control Problem.

Sex Always Has Consequences. When Hitler's Mother Spread Her Legs That Night, She Effectively Canceled Out The Spreading Of Fifteen To Twenty Million Other Pairs Of Legs.

I Believe Myself To Be A Worthwhile And Inventive Performer In My Own Right. [and] I Want To Be Known For What I Do Best.

If God Is All Powerful, Can He Make A Stone So Big That He Himself Can't Lift It?