My Luck Is Getting Worse And Worse.

When I Asked My Mother Where Babies Came From, She Thought I Said Rabies. She Said You Get Them From Being Bitten By A Dog. The Next Week, A Woman On My Block Gave Birth To Triplets... I Thought She'd Been Bitten By A Great Dane.

I Believe People Ought To Mate For Life...like Pigeons Or Catholics.

I'm At The Stage Of Life When If A Girl Says No To Me I'm Profoundly Grateful To Her.

There Is Something About Big Cities That Turns Me On, And For Whatever Mysterious Reason, Places Like New York And Paris Inspire Me. I Think It's Because Cities Represent Civilization, And As Crime-ridden And Broken Down As Some Of Them Are, It's Still Better Than Skipping Through A Meadow.

The Wicked At Heart Probably Know Something.