No Matter Which Sex I Went To

God May Have Loved The Common People, But A Trip To Any Shopping Mall Suggests That He Made Far Too Many Of Them.

Agoraphobia Was My Quirky Armor Against A Gregarious America.

Resistance To Team Play Seemed To Pour Like Wet Cement Through My Bones, Displacing Supple Marrow, Until I Was Ballasted With My Own Contempt.

It's The Government's Job To Print The Money, Deliver The Mail And Declare War. Now Give Me My Cigarettes.

There Is More Sexism In A Year's Worth Of Movies Than Actually Exists In A Woman's Entire Lifetime.