Ninety eight percent of the adults in this country are decent, hardworking, honest Americans. It's the other lousy two percent that get all the publicity. But then, we elected them.
Sometimes I feel like a figment of my own imagination.
I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific.
If life is so meaningless, then why are we always bringing it up?
If you can't be direct, why be?
Did you know, in the entire universe, we are the only intelligent life forms thought to have a Miss Universe contest?