Clevinger Had A Mind, And Lieutenant Scheisskoph

The Problem With The Loneliness I Suffer Is That The Company Of Others Has Never Been A Cure For It.

Only Hungry Joe Had Something Better To Do Each Time He Finished His Missions. He Had Screaming Nightmares And Won Fist Fights With Huple's Cat.

Death To All Modifiers, He Declared One Day, And Out Of Every Letter That Passed Through His Hands Went Every Adverb And Every Adjective.

Some People Are Born Mediocre, Some People Achieve Mediocrity, And Some People Have Mediocrity Thrust Upon Them.

I Can't Start Writing Until I Have A Closing Line.