| You’d rather be super glued to the Tasmanian Devil in a phone booth than to slap me with a smile and tell me it’s a kiss. Wolves can’t hide. |
| If you’re going to herd cattle through town, do it on a Sunday. There’s less traffic and fewer folks to fight, and the cows seem to not mind the bull as much. |
| The booms of bombs, screaming of sirens, honking of horns and banging of base drum yet the loudest sound you’ll ever hear is still the silence of the dead. |
You know it’s time to close your mouth when either you find yourself in deep water or you start making Forest Gump sound articulate.
| Some people should be dipped in a tub of used hypodermic needles then tossed in a pool of baby sharks. You can’t fix ignorance. |