It's About Us. It's About Trust.

Not Enough." Margo Rose And Tucked The Towel In Place. " Come On, Let's Go Stuff Her In A Locker. For Old Time's Sake.

Love Is Not Enough. But, It Is The Rock On Which All Else Stands.

Why Couldn't The Merciful God Turn Down The Sunlight So It Wasn't Blasting Like A Red Furnace Against His Aching Eyes? Because He'd Worshipped The God Of Beer, Thats Why. He'd Broken A Commandment And Worshipped The False And Foamy God Of Beer. And Now He Was Being Punished.

Hey. Hands Off.” ", "“please. Please, Please, Soooo Pretty. Lemme Just Have One Little Touch.” "“peabody, Isn’t It Embarrassing Enough You’re Wearing Pink Cowboy Boots, Again, Without Standing Here Drooling On My Coat?”", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

Why Is It You Think You'll Live Forever And Why Do You Want To, I'd Like To Know, When You Deny Yourselves So Many Of The Basic Pleasures In Life?