Do you qualify to be alive or is the limit of your senses so as to survive?

Take the wonder drug that cures all your ills, take Jeremiah Peabody's polyunsaturated, quick dissolving, fast acting, pleasant tasting, green and purple pills.

People will remember a good comedy song a lot longer than they would some of the so-called straight love songs.

Take your love and put it where the sun don't shine.

They call him the Streak, he likes to turn the other cheek. He's always making the news, wearing just his tennis shoes.

Whatever you think, don't never, unless you will.

Do you qualify to be alive or is the limit of your senses so as to survive?