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I Became An Altar Boy Because Of The Solemn Face, But I Got Thrown Out At Fourteen For Laughing. Because The Priest Used To Mumble Everything Except The Church Plate Takings.

Don't Try To Touch My Heart, It's Darker Than You Think. And Don't Try To Read My Mind, Because It's Full Of Disappearing Ink.

When They Finally Put You In The Ground, I'll Stand On Your Grave And Tramp The Dirt Down.

There's No Money Back Guarantee On Future Happiness.

I Find It To Be The Ultimate Backhanded Compliment When You Are Compared Against Yourself.