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A Giraffe Has A Black Tongue Twenty-seven Inches Long And No Vocal Cords. A Giraffe Has Nothing To Say. He Just Goes On Giraffing.

When My Father Finally Got Around To Teaching Me To Drive, He Was Impressed At My "natural" Talent For Driving, Not Knowing That I Had Already Been Secretly Driving My Mother's Car Around The Neighborhood. When I Took The Test And Got My License And My Father Gave Me My Own Set Of Keys To The Car One Night At Dinner, It Was A Major Rite Of Passage For Him And My Mother. Their Perception Of Me Had Changed And Was Formally Acknowledged. For Me The Occasion Meant A Private Sanction To Do In Public What I Had Already Been Doing In Secret.

Why Is Love Easy? I Don’t Know. And The Raccoons Don’t Say.

Living Things Have Been Doing Just That For A Long, Long Time. Through Every Kind Of Disaster And Setback And Catastrophe. We Are Survivors.

There Is Nothing In Your Budget For Joy. No Books, No Flowers, No Music, Not Even A Cold Beer. And There Is Nothing In Your Budget To Give Away To Someone Else. We Don’t Help People Who Don’t Have Better Values Than You Do.