Fish And Visitors Stink In Three Days.

Great Hopes Make Everything Great Possible

Give Me Yesterday's Bread, This Day's Flesh, And Last Year's Cider

Fart For Freedom, Fart For Liberty—and Fart Proudly.

The Way To See By Faith Is To Shut The Eye Of Reason: The Morning Daylight Appears Plainer When You Put Out Your Candle.

He That Lives Upon Hope Will Die Fasting.