Only Men You Can Count On These

Mooner Was Walking Around Laying His Hands On The Cars, Divining Karma. "this Is It", He Said, Standing By A Small Khaki-colored Jeep."this Car Has Protective Qualities" You Mean Like A Guardian Angel?" I Mean, Like, It Has Seatbelts

How Many Times Have I Told You Not To Hit People In The Face. You Kick Them In The Body Where It Doesn't Show.

They Have Enough Testosterone Between Them, If Testosterone Were Electricity They Could Light Up New York City For The Month Of August

The Way I See It, Life Is A Jelly Doughnut. You Don't Really Know What It's About Until You Bite Into It. And Then, Just When You Decided It's Good, You Drop A Big Glob Of Jelly On Your Best T-shirt.

At The Other End Of The Room, Grandma Had The Lid Up On Larry Lipinski. She Was Standing One Foot On A Folding Chair, One Foot On The Edge Of The Casket, And She Was Taking Pictures With A Disposable Camera.