Unbridled Use

Malicious Medical Up-Date:
Talk is the morphine
for stupidity.

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.)