I'm Tired Of All This Nonsense About

I Don't Grasp Things This Early In The Day. I Mean, I Hear Voices, All Right, But I Can't Pick Out The Verbs.

I'm Tired Of All This Nonsense About Beauty Being Skin Deep. That's Deep Enough. What Do You Want, An Adorable Pancreas?

You Can't Sleep Until Noon With The Proper Elan Unless You Have Some Legitimate Reason For Staying Up Until Three (parties Don't Count).

You Don't Seem To Realize That A Poor Person Who Is Unhappy Is In A Better Position Than A Rich Person Who Is Unhappy. Because The Poor Person Has Hope. He Thinks Money Would Help.

Confronted By An Absolutely Infuriating Review, It Is Sometimes Helpful For The Victim To Do A Little Personal Research On The Critic. Is There Any Truth To The Rumor That He Had No Formal Education Beyond The Age Of Eleven? In Any Event, Is He Able To Construct A Simple English Sentence? Do His Participles Dangle? When Moved To Lyricism, Does He Write "i Had A Fun Time"? Was He Ever Arrested For Burglary? I Don't Know That You Will Prove Anything This Way, But It Is Perfectly Harmless And Quite Soothing.