Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It would be heaven.

Where may one breathe?” demands one Continental Macaroni, in a yellow waistcoat, “— in New-York, Taverns have rooms where Smoke is prohibited.” “Tho’ clearly,” replies the itinerant Stove-Salesman Mr. Whitpot, drawing vigorously at his Pipe, “what’s needed is a No-Idiots Area.

We may not feel each others pain but we have all experienced our own version of pain

Using force to get a point across is like a castrated man trying to rape a young woman

Written By Ikotun obaloluwa.A

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