That's Bad Luck: Three On

Whatever It Is, I'm Against It.

I Hate London When It's Not Raining.

Firefly: Where Is Your Husband? Mrs. Teasdale: Why, He's Dead. Firefly: I'll Bet He's Just Using That As An Excuse. Mrs. Teasdale: I Was With Him To The Very End. Firefly: Hmmph. No Wonder He Passed Away. Mrs. Teasdale: I Held Him In My Arms And Kissed Him. Firefly: Oh I See. Then, It Was Murder.

My Mother Loved Children - She Would Have Given Anything If I Had Been One.

I Hope They Bury Me Near A Strait Man