The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into

Manhattan Cabs Are Born Old.

In God We Trust; All Others Pay Cash.

Randy Lay There Like A Slug. It Was His Only Defense.

There Are Fewer Things More Thrilling In Life Than Lumpy Letters. That Rattle.

Can You Imagine 4,000 Years Passing, And You're Not Even A Memory? Think About It, Friends. It's Not Just A Possibility. It Is A Certainty.