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When Danger Reared Its Ugly Head, He Bravely Turned His Tail And Fled.

You Know, There Are Many People In The Country Today Who, Through No Fault Of Their Own, Are Sane. Some Of Them Were Born Sane. Some Of Them Became Sane Later In Their Lives.

Bring Out... The Comfy Chair!!!!

A Murderer Is Only An Extroverted Suicide.

At That Time, A Friend Shall Lose His Friend's Hammer, And The Young Shall Not Know Where Lieth The Things Possessed By Their Fathers That Their Fathers Put There Only Just The Night Before.