Two men running for office disagree about everything but have one thing in common. They won’t release their tax returns.

Puerto Rican girl thin, thin, let street lights pour bourbon on your hair, anise on your skin.

I am sorry to hear the news. I lost it when I heard about hers and now to hear about yours. I’m livid at times, peaceful rarel… If you prefer, I won’t forward em…

When you were a boy in 1948 living on a block of bungalows in Chicago right after WWII you had a red wagon you pulled behind your mother

In the paper this morning a woman in the suburbs complained she has to eat too much steak too often because her husband

We have a drop-off problem in Ame… We must decide which restroom one can use when nature beckons. So far, tumult reigns among the pe… If we declare both genders equal

A doctor by day Ralph spends his nights ordering tulip bulbs from Holland beautiful and rare

Officer Burks brings Max the Bloodhound into the alley and Max immediately strains at his leash.

Natural Family Planning has its ups and downs so to speak but it often works quite well. But when the calendar

A refugee from another country tel… people thrive on proving their bel… more than understanding one anothe… They will let a stereotype fall on… like a cheap dress as long as it f…

Phone rings. Wilbur answers it. “This is Grace. Is Thelma there?… “No,” says Wilbur. “She’s out won… “You mean wandering about?” ‘No, she used to wander about. No…

America had a choice November 8 between a devil they know and a devil they don’t. They chose

The kitchens of Auschwitz are belching again. Ancient chefs, puffed hats askew, storm once more