The Gent Who Wakes Up And Finds

What Feeling Is So Nice As A Child's Hand In Yours? So Small, So Soft And Warm, Like A Kitten Huddling In The Shelter Of Your Clasp.

To My Embarrassment I Was Born In Bed With A Lady.

Women Can Instantly See Through Each Other, And It's Surprising How Little They Observe That's Pleasant.

Those Who Welcome Death Have Only Tried It From The Ears Up.

The Difference Between Chirping Out Of Turn And A Faux Pas Depends On What Kind Of A Bar You're In.