It’s a new subject to me, and I’m just starting to get confused. The middle is the muddle, and the end is enlightenment. The subject is love, and the end is death.

“Green bananas are a go, and yellow bananas are a caution: these are too mushy t…”

“I don’t know dick about vaginas.”

“The birds fly south for the winter not because it’s cold, but because they have…”

“I want to eat rabbit stew out of an empty turtle shell.”