Love sounds like an elephant weighs. I know, because I’ve seen it with my own two nostrils. I’ve grown fat on the scent of Helen Keller’s memory.

“Having sex on a motorcycle wouldn’t only be exciting, it’d be dangerous. What i…”

“Experience counts for something. I count with my fingers. I could count on you,…”

“I feel with a mullet and a mustache my job prospects would improve.”

“A burial should be more than a fire pit, arena seating, and a squirming politic…”