"I was worried that my Mechanic might try to rip me off. I was relieved when he told me all I needed was turn signal fluid.
Definition of a teenager? God's punishment..for enjoying sex.
As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never
point the wrong way.
My mind works like lightening, one brilliant flash and it is gone.
The difference between the Pope and your boss, the Pope only
expects you "To Kiss his ring".
The only time the world beats a path to your door is if you are
in the bathroom.