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With A Mental Equipment Which Allows Me To Tell The Difference Between Hot And Cold, I Stand Out In This Community Like A Modern Day Cicero. Dropped Into Any Other City Of The World, I'd Rate As A Possibly Adequate Night Watchman.

It Isn't That Gentlemen Really Prefer Blondes, It's Just That We Look Dumber.

I Began Quite Early In Life To Sense The Thrill A Girl Attains In Supplying Money To A Man.

If We Have To Tell Hollywood Good-by, It May Be With One Of Those Tender, Old-fashioned, Seven-second Kisses Exchanged Between Two People Of The Opposite Sex, With All Their Clothes On.

I Was Making Love To A Man, A Man I Hardly Even Know. He Was Kissing The Face Off Me And I Was Kissing The Face Off Him. And I Found It Highly Satisfactory.