I Used To Pride Myself On Being

All Right, So Call Me Miss Cliche Of 1960, But The Thing About The Married Ones That Always Spooks Me Is How Sweet And Attentive They Are At First, When They're On The Prowl.

In Pulp Fiction It Is A Rigid Convention That The Hero's Shoulders And The Heroine's Balcon Constantly Threaten To Burst Their Bonds, A Possibility Which Keeps The Audience In A State Of Tense Expectancy. Unfortunately For The Fans, However, Recent Tests Reveal That The Wisp Of Chiffon Which Stands Between The Publisher And The Postal Laws Has The Tensile Strength Of Drop-forged Steel.

If, At The Close Of Business Each Evening, I Myself Can Understand What I've Written, I Feel The Day Hasn't Been Totally Wasted.

A Farm Is An Irregular Patch Of Nettles Bounded By Short-term Notes, Containing A Fool And His Wife Who Didn't Know Enough To Stay In The City.

The Dubious Privilege Of A Freelance Writer Is He’s Given The Freedom To Starve Anywhere.