One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila, Floor.

My Grandfather, Mother And Father Were Gifted Verbally, And My Mother Passed That Along To Me. She Always Made Sure I Was Conscious Of Language And Words.

The More Syllables A Euphemism Has, The Further Divorced From Reality It Is.

Regarding The Fitness Craze: America Has Lost Its Soul; Now It's Trying To Save Its Body.

Sometimes, When I Was Really Loaded, I'd Sit On The Floor And Sort Out Every Nut And Bolt In The House. It Was Just Sheer Insanity. And Often There'd Be Speed In The Cut, So I Was A Speed Freak, Too.

The Patterns Became Even More Vivid At Cardinal Hayes High School. That's When I Began Failing Subjects And Running Away From Home For Days At A Time.