The only difference between the people I’ve dated and Charles Manson is that Manson has the decency to look like a nut case when you first meet him.
One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. “Which road do I take?” she asked. “Where do you want to go?” was his response. “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.
Lewis Carroll (3 months ago)
I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.
