I'd Take A Bromo, But I Can't

Hollywood Is The Gold Cap On A Tooth That Should Have Been Pulled Out Years Ago.

The Low-ceiling Price Bazaar For Sexual Relief Was A Street Called Middie Alley. You Could Barely Get A Pushcart Through This Avenue. Top Price-twenty-five Cents.

Everybody's Got To Believe In Something. I Believe I'll Have Another Beer.

What A Gorgeous Day. What Effulgent Sunshine. It Was A Day Of This Sort The Mcgillicuddy Brothers Murdered Their Mother With An Axe.

Ye Gads, No! I Couldn't Stand The Noise.