Work Is A Form Of Nervousness.

Why Don't You Get Out Of That Wet Coat And Into A Dry Martini?

I Am Both A Public And A Private School Boy Myself, Having Always Changed Schools Just As The Class In English In The New School Was Taking Up Silas Marner, With The Result That It Was The Only Book In The English Language That I Knew Until I Was Eighteen--but, Boy, Did I Know Silas Marner!

The Only Cure For A Real Hangover Is Death.

Streets Full Of Water. Please Advise.

I Can't Bring Myself To Say, 'well, I Guess I'll Be Toddling Along.' It Isn't That I Can't Toddle. It's Just That I Can't Guess I'll Toddle.