I smell a rat.
Attribution disputed; shown as originally published.
I smell a rat.
Attribution disputed; shown as originally published.
Sometimes intuition can be mistaken.
Hold their noses to the grindstone.
'Tis slight, not strength, that gives the greatest lift.
From thousands of our undone widows One may derive some wit.
'I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are all creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere. Cri…
If it sounds good, it IS good.
In this rat-race everybody's guilty till proved innocent!