Something That Never Happens Anywhere At Any

And There I Was, 225 Pounds, Perpetually Lost And Confused, Short Legs, Ape-like Upper Body, All Chest, No Neck, Head Too Large, Blurred Eyes, Hair Uncombed, 6 Feet Of Geek, Waiting For Her.

The Crowd Is The Gathering Place Of The Weakest; True Creation Is A Solitary Act.

That Was All A Man Needed: Hope. It Was Lack Of Hope That Discouraged A Man.

It's Better To Be Happy...if You Can..!!

What Good Are You? What Can You Do? It Has Cost Me A Thousands Of Dollars To Raise You, Feed You, Clothe You! Suppose I Left You Here On The Street? Then What Would You Do?" "catch Butterflies