I Sang In The Choir For Years,

My Following Is Straight. I'm So Glad.

Mothers Don't Want To Pinch Me Or Put Me In Their Purse.

I Cant Stand Those Food Cult People Who Bring Their Own Food Into The House. All Those Little Thermoses And Paper Bags-it Makes The Other Guests Uncomfortable.

My Kitchen Is Not A Place To Live In. I Made It White So I Can Tell Instantly If It's Not Clean-and I Like It Clean Enough To Be Able To Eat Off The Floors-or The Tables,for That Matter.

I'm Liberace Without A Piano.