Money can't buy happiness, unless you're favorite hooker's name is 'Happiness'.
I've decided to aim a telescope at my neighbour's window. It's the closest I'll ever come to living with someone comfortably.
It's a shame that physical beauty often has such a negative effect on its occupant.
People shouldn't take my lack of interest in what they're saying personally. I don't really care about what I'm saying most of the time.
You can tell a lot about a person by whether or not they're a transvestite.
Is it a bad sign when you see the person you're dating and get the same feeling as if you just saw police lights in you're rear view mirror?