Sometimes You Have To Wander A Bit,

When I Was Living In New York And Didn't Have A Penny To My Name, I Would Walk Around The Streets And Occasionally I Would See An Alcove Or Something. And I'd Think, That'll Be Good, That'll Be A Good Spot For Me When I'm Homeless.

Even Though The National Guard And Army Reserve See Combat Today, It Rankles Me That People Assume It Was Some Kind Of Waltz In The Park Back Then.

Most Practical Jokes, I'll Feel Too Bad For The Other Person So I'll Stop Just Before The Punchline.

If I Wasn't A Golfer, I Would Still Be Miserable - But Not As Miserable.

No, I Am A Crier And If People Ever Saw Me Privately They Would Be Shocked At What A Bowl Of Mush I Am Underneath It All.