It Is A Mistake Trying To Cheer

Cats Don't Hunt Seals. They Would If They Knew What They Were And Where To Find Them. But They Don't, So That's All Right.

Inside Every Lump Of Coal There's A Diamond Waiting To Get Out.

I Don't Think I've Drunk Enough Beer To Understand That.

Priests Were Metal-reinforced Overshoes. They Saved Your Soles. This Is An Assassin Joke.

The Key To Winning, As Always, Was Looking As If You Had Every Right, Nay, Duty To Be Where You Were. It Helped If You Could Also Suggest In Every Line Of Your Body That No One Else Had Any Rights To Be Doing Anything, Anywhere, Whatsoever.