Sometimes you say or think of pure gems while feeling tortured and frenzied by words.
“A grasshopper is to a martini what a strawberry Frappaccino is to an espresso.”
“Medicaid fraud! That is gold.”
Plus, for good measure, a limerick I found in an old notebook. I guess I wrote it? But it might have been a collaborative effort between me and my brother:
Katherine Heigl
Oh, you stocky wench
Can I suspend disbelief
When you play a doc?
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