If it wasn't for pick-pockets I'd have no sex life at all.

If it wasn't for pick-pockets, I'd have no sex life at all.

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Life is just a bowl of pits.

What a dog, I got his favorite bone is in my arm.

Some dog I got too. We call him Egypt. Because in every room he leaves a pyramid.

With me nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now we'll never see each other!

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all of one’s lifetime.

We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

The natural thing, my lord, men and women joined.