Porkchops And Bacon, My Two Favorite Animals.

Now Son, You Don’t Want To Drink Beer. That’s For Daddies, And Kids With Fake Ids.

[b]ut It Is Only What Happens, When They Die, To All Mortals. The Sinews No Longer Hold The Flesh And The Bones Together, And Once The Spirit Has Let The White Bones, All The Rest Of The Body Is Made Subject To The Fire's Strong Fury, But The Soul Flitters Out Like A Dream And Flies Away.

A Boy Without Mischief Is Like A Bowling Ball Without A Liquid Center.

The Lord Gives And The Lord Takes Away, As It Pleases Him, For He Can Do All Things.

We Cannot All Hope To Combine The Pleasing Qualities Of Good Looks, Brains, And Eloquence.