later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

If we couldn't laugh, we would all going to go insane.

Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years to late. Cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate.

If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.

I know I should be leaving this climate, I've got a verse, but can't rhyme it.

Whatever thrills you, anything you love to do, just say - Someday, I will.

Some people think there's a woman to blame, but I know - it's my own damn fault