“I have,” he said, “But one single, solitary rule by which I live – and,” he added proudly, “I don’t even LIVE by that one.”


One guy had a plan
for his life; it didn’t work.
(He didn’t care ‘cause
he didn’t actually notice.)


“Okay, everyone who’s helpless and knows it, raise your hand.  Hey, wait a minute, did any of you guys have a choice?”


The public statue of man
naturally attracts –
okay – PRODUCES –
its own pigeons.


“So okay,” said the City, “So men DON’T know their own address, but that’s simply because they don’t live where they THINK they do.”