Over the course of my life, I have noted certain universal truths.
Don’t spit into the wind
Dead men tell no lies
…
But on occasion I come up with my own (at least I think they’re mine).
One of those is as follows;
YOU CAN TRUST A LIAR BUT YOU CAN’T TRUST A SNEAK
Rule 1 is everyone lies.
But sneaks are far fewer and more deadly than venomous snakes. The reason Don Corleone kept enemies closer than his friends was because of sneaks.
Sean Miller is a sac of cow dung. He bolted X after blowing a game against OHIO STATE, went to AZ and couldn’t slime his way to the top, threw an assistant coach to the wolves and left under perpetual dark clouds.
Then X bails him out. Now, Sean bolts X again. You could say X knew what they were getting and I agree with you.
But at least classy Hookers are loyal to their clients.
Not Sean. Nor his Daddy.
Don’t spit into the wind
Dead men tell no lies
…
But on occasion I come up with my own (at least I think they’re mine).
One of those is as follows;
YOU CAN TRUST A LIAR BUT YOU CAN’T TRUST A SNEAK
Rule 1 is everyone lies.
But sneaks are far fewer and more deadly than venomous snakes. The reason Don Corleone kept enemies closer than his friends was because of sneaks.
Sean Miller is a sac of cow dung. He bolted X after blowing a game against OHIO STATE, went to AZ and couldn’t slime his way to the top, threw an assistant coach to the wolves and left under perpetual dark clouds.
Then X bails him out. Now, Sean bolts X again. You could say X knew what they were getting and I agree with you.
But at least classy Hookers are loyal to their clients.
Not Sean. Nor his Daddy.
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