Whack 'em, Stack 'em And Pack 'em.

At 62, I Remain Clean And Sober And My Ponytail Remains Erect.

My Love Is Like A Tire Iron.

Nobody Is Going To Invest A Fortune Into Good Orchard Land, All The Farming Equipment Necessary, The Fertilizer, The Seedlings, The Nonstop Herculean Work Effort Needed To Grow Apples, Then Bring Them To The Fruit Stand For People To Take Home For Free.

There Will Come A Time When The Gun Owners Of America, The Law-abiding Gun Owners Of America, Will Be The Rosa Parks And We Will Sit Down On The Front Seat Of The Bus, Case Closed.

I Don't Pay To Have My Dirty Work Done For Me. I Do It Myself.