Never sell your mule to buy a plow cause its a lot easier to get on a train like that than it is to ever get off of it.
U were born an original don’t die a copy. Your tougher than woodpecker lips dipped in cement. Yous slicker than a greased pig at a Mongolian bbq.
Everyone starts the game but very few finish it, and even fewer actually enjoy it
| If the path is overgrown with briars and bristles that sear the very flesh from your body blaze onward. Scars are just tattoos with better stories. |
| I’d rather have hemorrhoids the size of grapefruits and ride a three humped camel across a rock quarry than go home with a mad redhead. |