Lovers may be and indeed generally are enemies but they never can be friends because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment and they are...
What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There...
I don't think my sense of humor has changed at all I was born with this for better or for worse.
