I don't count on the boy who waits till October, when it's cool and fun, then decides he wants to play.

I try not to play two days in succession. I usually try to space it so I have a day in between.

All the white meat is gone. There's nothin' but necks on the platter.

If worms carried pistols, birds wouldn't eat 'em.

I never have planned a whole lot of future. It's one day at a time.