So much so that I had to go to a psychiatrist. I went to a doctor. I couldn t sleep. Don t tell me there are no eternal verities. Some things never change.
Old ladies spill coffee.
Hindus don t eat cows. And you can t do a proper mouse autopsy without a skull. You should be thankful. By the way, if you happen to stop by one of our fine fast food restaurants here in Cherokee County, watch out for the pickles. You get one of those sliced dills on your chin, and nobody will want to consort with you.