You Don't Pay A Prostitute For Sex,

He Looked Rather Pleasantly, Like A Blonde Satan.

The Outcome Of Successful Planning Always Looks Like Luck To Saps.

The Boy Spoke Two Words, The First A Short Guttural Verb, The Second “you.

Listen, Dundy, It's Been A Long Time Since I Burst Into Tears Because A Policeman Didn't Like Me.

You Don't Pay A Prostitute For Sex, You Pay Her To Leave Afterwards.