Later Down The Road Of Life, I

I Just Thank God I Don't Live In A Trailer.

If The Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me.

I Remember The Excruciating School Task Of Writing A Three-page Term Paper. But, Oh, That Feeling When I Was Done! I Think I Drive Myself For That Feeling Of Accomplishment.

This Morning I Shot Six Holes In My Freezer. I Think I've Got Cabin Fever.

The Right Combination Of Guilt And Machismo Has Sent Many A Fool Out Into The Jungle When He Should Have Stayed Home.