Camouflage Is A Game We All Like

The Art Snob Can Be Recognized In The Home By The Quick Look He Gives The Pictures On Your Walls, Quick But Penetrating, As Though He Were Undressing Them. This Is Followed Either By Complete And Pained Silence Or A Comment Such As 'that's Really A Very Pleasant Little Water Color You Have There.

The Good Quality Snob, Or Wearer Of Muted Tweeds, Cut Almost Exactly The Same From Year To Year, Often With A Hat Of The Same Material, [is] Native To The Boston North Shore, The Chicago North Shore, The North Shore Of Long Island, To Westchester County, The Philadelphia Main Line And The Peninsula Area Of San Francisco.

The True Snob Never Rests; There Is Always A Higher Goal To Attain, And There Are, By The Same Token, Always More And More People To Look Down Upon.

There Are Times When You Just Get Down, You Feel Like Nobody Likes You. We're In High School Forever. It's Just What We Do With It.

I'd Love To Ask How Old You Are, But Unfortunately I Know You Can't Count That High.