Go On With A Spirit That Fears

Marge, When I Join An Underground Cult I Expect A Little Support From My Family.

Unextinguished Laughter Shakes The Skies.

I Was Working On A Flat Tax Proposal And Accidentally Proved There Was No God.

After The Event, Even A Fool Is Wise.

Wine Give Strenght To Weary Men. And And Wine Can Of Their Wits The Wise Beguile. Make The Sage Frolic, And The Serious Smile. And Let Those Who Drink Not, But Austerely Dine, Dry Up In Law; The Muses Smell Of Wine. And No Poem Was Ever Written By A Drinker Of Water. And Bacchus Opens The Gate Of The Heart. And Might To Inspire New Hopes And Powerful To Drown The Bitterness Of Cares.