I Wish You'd Keep My Hands To

A Black Cat Crossing Your Path Signifies That The Animal Is Going Somewhere.

Send Two Dozen Roses To Room 424 And Put "emily, I Love You" On The Back Of The Bill.

There Was No Need To Inform Us Of The Protocol Involved. We Were From Chicago And Knew All About Cement.

Come On In Girls, And Leave All Hope Behind.

Whoever Named It Necking Was A Poor Judge Of Anatomy.