Malicious Medical Up-Date:
Talk is the morphine
If the “unbridled use” of something is not its proper use, then what the hell kinda use WOULD it be?
Whilst swinging by his legs from a low limb, one of those park philosophers told a passing policeman, "He’s lucky, a man who won’t deal with the small stuff in his life may eventually HAVE none.”
One little family’s “in-house” theme song said, in part, “Hormones can get you down, even make you wanna run yourself out of town.”
A man whose ultimate intention is to be king, should never stand for elected office. (All visiting rebels, check with your home-boy neurons on this.)