That Woman Doesn't Have The Sense God

Life Is Never As Long As We Want It To Be, And Wasted Time Can Never Be Recovered.

I Want You To Take Note, Commander, That Turning In My Badge Would Be Like Cutting Off My Arm. But If It Comes Down To A Choice Between The Job And My Marriage, Then I Lose The Arm.

Three Weeks Hadn't Changed Cop Central. The Coffee Was Still Poisonous, The Noise Abominable, And The View Out Of Her Stingy Window Was Still Miserable. She Was Thrilled To Be Back.

He Wanted To Be A Poet,' Someone Else Put In While Maggie Hugged Tim And Patted His Back. 'said He'd Only Lacked The Words To Be One.

Look, If Some Guy Dressed In His Mother's Clothes Breaks In, Fight Him Off Until I Get My Pants Back On.