The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe!
One size does not fit all.
Journalism is kind of scary and of it we should be wary.
I proceeded to take that mitten full of the deadly yellow snow crystals and rub it all into his beady little eyes with a vigorous circular motion.
The price of meat has just gone up and your old lady has just gone down.
It’s the same mysterious exotic oriental fragrance as what the Beatles get off on.
Organized religions by their very natures are misleading.
Just because somebody hears something you say, or reads something that you write, doesn’t mean you’ve reached them.
Whatever you have to do to have a good time, let’s get on with it, so long as it doesn’t cause a murder.
Jazz isn’t dead. It just smells funny.
My English teacher, he’s like, he’s like Mr. Bu-fu.
Unbind your mind, there is no time.
My guitar wants to kill your mama.
These girls wouldn’t let just anybody spew on their vital parts, they wanted a guy from a group with a big hit song on the charts.
Information doesn’t kill you.
Elmore James only knew one lick, but you had the feeling that he meant it.
One of my favorite philosophical tenets is that people will agree with you only if they already agree with you. You do not change people’s minds.
Call any vegetable and the chances are good that the vegetable will respond to you.
Is this something new, having people stomp on you? Is it what I need to do for your pleasure?
I searched for years I found no love. I’m sure that love will never be a product of plasticity.