True ignorance is one who argue with a skunk, a mule, or a mother.
| I’d rather you hate me for who I am than to love me for who I am not. I don’t want to be slicker than a greased pig turned politician, I want to be honest. |
Is a pigs rump made of pork?
The mosquito that bit him last night is hungover this morning.
| To the ones who feel alone, seem lost, think nobody cares, go to bed alone, cry with no shoulder, and the ones in the left field, I respect you, because I used to be you. |