Sweet Life Continues In The Breeze, In

Better To Sleep In An Uncomfortable Bed Free, Than Sleep In A Comfortable Bed Unfree.

A Sociable Smile Is Nothing But A Mouth Full Of Teeth.

I Wish The Whole World Was Dead Serious About Food Instead Of Silly Rockets And Machines And Explosives Using Everybody's Food Money To Blow Their Heads Off Anyway.

In My Medicine Cabinet, The Winter Fly Has Died Of Old Age.

As I Grew Older I Became A Drunk. Why? Because I Like Ecstasy Of The Mind.