Always Start Where The Energy

Sense Of Humor Is So Much More Subjective Than Anyone Believes.

I Used To Desire Many, Many Things, But Now I Have Just One Desire, And That's To Get Rid Of All My Other Desires.

Your Mother Was A Hamster And You Father Smelled Of Elder Berries.

No Hope For Planet At All. But I Will Be Gone Before The Planet Is Gone, So It's Your Problem.

I Wish You Wusses Would Stop Whining About Your Unhappiness. I'm Really Fed Up With It. Pour Yourself A Scotch And Pull Yourself Together. Go Out And Shoot Something!