I Had An Iq Test. The Results

I Will Not Eat Oysters. I Want My Food Dead - Not Sick, Not Wounded - Dead.

In Life, One Is Entitled To A Side Dish Of Either Coleslaw Or Potato Salad, And The Choice Must Be Made In Terror, With The Knowledge That Not Only Is Our Time On Earth Limited But Most Kitchens Close At Ten.

Your Still Searching For Me In Every Woman. You'll Always Seek To Duplicate What We Had. You Know It.

The Baby Is Fine. The Only Problem Is That He Looks Like Edward G. Robinson.

All People Know The Same Truth. Our Lives Consist Of How We Choose To Distort It.