Nothing uses up alcohol faster than political argument.
A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits.
A society that gets rid of all its troublemakers goes downhill.
It’s a long story. Want a refill?””No, let’s start the steak. Where’s the button?””Right here.””Well, push it.””Me? You offered to cook.””Ben Caxton, I will lie here and starve before I will get up to push...
I woke up in bed with a man and a cat. The man was a stranger; the cat was not
I don’t know Who is cranking; I’m pleased He doesn’t stop.
May you live as long as you wish and love as long as you live.