I believe that people believe what they believe they believe.
The dog is man's best friend. He has a tail on one end. Up in front he has teeth. And four legs underneath.
One would be in less danger From the wiles of the stranger If one's own kin and kith Were more fun to be with.
One thing about the past. It's likely to last.
Every new year is the direct descendant, isn't it, of a long line of proven criminals?
When I ponder my mind I consistently find It is glued On food.