So, I Can Hurt Now, Or Hurt

Lord Loves A Workin' Man; Don't Trust Whitey

These Days It's Hard To Look At A Poodle Without Thinking What A Good Meal He Would Make.

[her] Mind Blackens. The Blackness Is Not A Thought, But If It Could Be Pressed Into A Thought, If A Chemical From A Dropper Could Be Dripped Onto It Causing Its Color And Essence To Become Visible, It Would Take The Shape Of This Sentence: Why Does No One Want Me?

Thankfully, Perseverance Is A Good Substitute For Talent.

I Love Money. I Love Everything About It. I Bought Some Pretty Good Stuff. Got Me A $300 Pair Of Socks. Got A Fur Sink. An Electric Dog Polisher. A Gasoline Powered Turtleneck Sweater. And, Of Course, I Bought Some Dumb Stuff, Too.