The Biggest Sin Is Sitting On Your

Nail Polish Or False Eyelashes Isn't Politics. If You Have Good Politics, What You Wear Is Irrelevant. I Don't Take Dictation From The Pig-o-cratic Style Setters Who Say I Should Dress Like A Middle-aged Lady. My Politics Don't Depend On Whether My Tits Are In Or Out Of A Bra.

You Can't Dump One Cup Of Sugar Into The Ocean And Expect To Get Syrup. If Everybody Sweetened Her Own Cup Of Water, Then Things Would Begin To Change.

I'm Just A Loud-mouthed Middle-aged Colored Lady With A Fused Spine And Three Feet Of Intestines Missing And A Lot Of People Think I'm Crazy. Maybe You Do Too, But I Never Stop To Wonder Why I'm Not Like Other People. The Mystery To Me Is Why More People Aren't Like Me.

The Biggest Sin Is Sitting On Your Ass.

Now, See There. Just Because I'm Wearing My Super-dike Sweatshirt, You Think I'm A Lesbian. I Guess If I Were Wearing A String Of Pearls, You'd Think I Was An Oyster.