The Message Of Great Art Is To

I Can Tell By Your Eye Shadow, You're From Brooklyn, Right? . . . Me Too. My Mother Has Plastic Covers On All The Furniture. Even The Poodle. Looked Like A Barking Hassock Walking Down The Street.

The Message Of Great Art Is To Disturb.

When Women Are Depressed, They Eat Or Go Shopping. Men Invade Another Country. It's A Whole Different Way Of Thinking.

Horse Racing Is Waning In Popularity.

When Women Are Depressed, They Eat Or Go Shopping.