If Einstein and Bohr had ever gotten into a fist fight, I'd have bet on Bohr. As physicists go, he was a scrappy little bastard. Sometimes when I typmy fingers just cant keep y brain. If I were a recovering sex addict, I think I would opt for group therapy. I think I'd have been happier if Don MacLean had died and Buddy Holly had written a song about it.
Misery loves company, especially when the company brings over a twelve-pack.
I'm pretty sure that's not illegal. If I ever hit someone with a golf shot, I sure hope that I have the composure not to pump my fist. I guess the story would have been far less interesting if Pinocchio hadn't been such a lying little sack of shit. I think the key to success for Blood, Sweat and Tears was when Pus and Semen left to form their own band. I've resolved to watch what I eat in 2000.