My Wife's Not Some Doobie To Be

Canada? Why Would I Want To Leave America Just To Visit America, Jr.?

Oh, Everything Looks Bad If You Remember It.

If You Serve Too Many Masters, You'll Soon Suffer.

From Now On Walking Is My Beer And Feeling Good Is My Hangover.

There Is The Heat Of Love, The Pulsing Rush Of Longing, The Lover’s Whisper, Irresistible—magic To Make The Sanest Man Go Mad.