Death. It Doesn't Have To Be Boring.

It Is The Mind That Speaks A Woman's Heart, Not The Vaginal Walls.

People Are Vomiting Unrealistically In Movies, And Something Must Be Done About It.

You Are A Person And Then You Cease To Be A Person, And A Cadaver Takes Your Place.

Normally I Object To Strangers Beaming Force Fields Into My Brain.

The Simplest Strategy For Bouts Of Noxious Flatus Is To Not Care. Or Perhaps To Take Advantage Of A Gastroenterologist I Know: Get A Dog. (to Blame.)