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Here's A Rule I Recommend: Never Practice Two Vices At Once.

My Progress Reminded Me Of The Horses In The Whip. They Raced At The Limit Of Their Speed Directly Toward The Audience. But They Raced On A Treadmill Which Canceled Out Their Progress.

A Frozen Daiquiri Of A Scorching Afternoon Is Soothing. It Makes Living More Tolerable.

I'm As Pure As The Driven Slush.

Too Many Of Our Countrymen Rejoice In Stupidity, Look Upon Ignorance As A Badge Of Honor. They Condemn Everything They Don't Understand.