I Win, You Win. You Win, I

Dead Was The Gift That Kept On Giving. Dead, Like Diamonds, Was Forever.

I've Spread My Legs In The Backseat In A Creative Sense Quite A Few Times.

I'm Not Making An Enemy; I'm Keepin' One.

What If I Fall?', Tim Cried. Maerlyn Laughed. 'sooner Or Later, We All Do.

The Person Healed Has An Obligation To Then Ask Why— To Meditate On God's Will, And The Extraordinary Lengths To Which God Has Gone To Realize His Will.