To celebrate my sixtieth birthday, I went to my urologist. Do I know how to have a good time or what?
I like beautiful women but I found myself focusing mostly on her face and my burger while we talked.
Usually, I like my bike's parts to move in formation down the road in the same direction and not fly into a million different pieces.
I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, but when I'm on the motorcycle, I sort of feel like a knight riding through the land, especially when I’m on Lucy
I thought that skinny guy was the luckiest, most undeserving person in the whole world to have her for a girlfriend, plus he had a car in which to kiss her.
She was wearing a leopard skin bikini, with a sheer covering that only came down to her waist. She kept pulling at the lacy bottoms to keep them from riding up.
I may be one of the intellectually elite, but that doesn't mean I can make a sandwich at the deli.
At the polls, we tried to serve the people quickly and keep the line moving. Yet as fast as we worked, we still connected with people as we assisted them in exercising their right to vote.
Most of the thousands of people who came through the line were quite pleasant but there were a handful who were hostile. One fellow yelled at a coordinator because he didn’t like her tone. Another actually slapped an attendant in her face with his ballot.
It was my favorite evening of the week, where I sat alone in my quiet room, filling up on food and stories of heroes, horses, humor, spaceships, and sex.