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It Was At A Vividly Bad Time In Norman Mailer's Life That I Met Him, And A Sort Of Water-treading Time In Mine. He Had Stabbed His Wife, And I Was A Copy Boy At Time Magazine.

I Think I'd Be Pretty Easy To Write For.

I Would Not Ever Try To Be A Show Intellectual, Which I Was Accused Of Doing A While On Abc. I Thought You Were Supposed To Read The Guests' Books.

Every Time I Nostalgically Try To Regain My Liking Of John Mccain, He Reaches Into His Sleaze Bag And Pulls Out Something Malodorous.

By The Time I Was In The Fourth Grade, I Sounded Exactly Like My Father On The Phone.