Heads I bite my tongue Tails You cut it off

You may think that the unconscious Is there to protect you from seein… How the sausage is made Because if you knew You wouldn’t want to eat it

In sci-fi movies They predict future crimes Arresting the accused Before they can start Much less finish

On a gray scale Of one to ten I’m a perfect five

Blood is thicker than water Unless it’s blood From a turnip

Mating For Life Saved My

There’s a groove I’ve been going… just between heroic and anti-heroi… that’s perfectly romantic But betwixt the truth-teller and the soothsayer

We’ve gone from individuals distinguishing themselves from the… begging to differ– “Whatever it is, I’m against it”- to groups

Life is simple; the meaning of life is complicated As a man I’m a simple creature but I’ve been married long enough… that women are complicated

Socialists count on the fact that there are no private languages but there is

It happened to me That I happened to be And before I knew what was happen… I’d happened upon a crowd Who happened to have some Grey Po…

Given a choice I’d rather open a restau– rant than my marriage

Man’s job is to think of a way To put God’s plan into action What is God’s plan And how do we take action? God’s plan unfolds

After the sexual revolution men thought they could finally get what they want AND what they… while women believed they could at… get what they need AND what they…

We all need to belong somewhere So, we formed online communities And found ourselves belonging nowh… Where once A multitude of One