'Do I look fat in this?' is not a question. It's a test—to see if you remember what Nancy Reagan taught you about drugs: Just say no.
Let’s be impartial: nobody should actually profit from a divorce.
Tobacco stocks are like the movie "Indecent Proposal": A million dollars to do something that some, perhaps even you, find morally objectionable. Worth it? As Redford's character says: "Think of it. A lifetime of security... for one night."
Sometimes, nightmares come while you sleep. Sometimes, they come in the mail, as false memories wrapped in a plain, brown envelope.
Looking back, I wish my Dad would have told me to go get a job at the local hair salon, sweeping up the hair and stocking boxes and folding smocks to benefit from being around lots of women in an environment that is all theirs, so I could watch, listen and learn.
There's two ways you can get “the cut” done; the old way aka “your father’s vasectomy” or the new way, aka a “no-scalpel vasectomy.” One involves a cut, with a blade and all that. Yeah, a blade, down there. The other way is...well, "cutless." Which sounds better to you?