When women reach the age of maturity, Mother Nature sometimes overworks their frustration to the point of irrationalism. Like themiddle-aged man...who finds himself looking longingly at a girl in her early twenties.
Don't organize in the spirit of antagonism; that should be beneath your consideration.
Fugazi, Fugazi. It's a wazy. It's a woozie. It's fairy dust.
Now look! That damned cowboy is president of the United States!
Don't any of you realize there's only one life between that madman and the Presidency?
Money certainly brings out the best in you, doesn't it?