I Think That If People Are Having

I Know That There Are People Who Do Not Love Their Fellow Man, And I Hate People Like That!

Alas, Irreverence Has Been Subsumed By Mere Grossness, At Least In The So-called Mass Media. What We Have Now - To Quote Myself At My Most Pretentious - Is A Nimiety Of Scurrility With A Concomitant Exiguity Of Taste.

If I Can't Get People To Commit Themselves On Whether Or Not There Is A Square Root Of Two, Then I Won't Touch On God Or Anything Here

People Would Go Anywhere To See A Famous Person In The Flesh, No Matter What They Do.

On Christmas Day You Can't Get Sore, Your Fellow Man You Must Adore. There's Time To Cheat Him All The More The Other Three Hundred And Sixty-four