
I think; therefore, I think I am.
When you think you know what the writer means but aren't really sure and don't care anyway ... that's poetry.
You know you're screwed when you can't afford the stamps to mail the payment.
If you a know their mother's maiden name and the city where they were born, you can pretty much take over their life.
When the letters on a page begin to thrash about and attack each other, it's probably time to turn off the light and go to sleep.
Thank God beauty is only skin deep -- otherwise it would be
really expensive.
Drunk is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
A man has but one defense against menstruation: It is the word "sorry."