The Truth Will Always Have

The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into The Ragbag Of Humanity.

Some Men Are Baptists, Others Catholics; My Father Was An Oldsmobile Man.

I Had Woven A Tapestry Of Obscenity That As Far As I Know Is Still Hanging In Space Over Lake Michigan.

There Are Fewer Things More Thrilling In Life Than Lumpy Letters. That Rattle.

Randy Lay There Like A Slug. It Was His Only Defense.