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Jamie Johnson

"I like paying taxes. With them I buy civilization." - Oliver Wendell Holmes

"I like paying taxes. With them I buy civilization." - Oliver Wendell Holmes

Oliver Wendell Holmes, the renowned American poet, physician, and sometime diplomat, once offered a perspective on taxation notable for its apparent lack of modern political hypocrisy: "I like paying taxes

"If Love Were Oil, I'd Be About A Quart Low" - Book title by Lewis Grizzard

"If Love Were Oil, I'd Be About A Quart Low" - Book title by Lewis Grizzard

Okay, I need to generate a long news article based on the book title "If Love Were Oil, I'd Be About A Quart Low" by Lewis Grizzard

Life is like a diaper - short and loaded.

Life is like a diaper - short and loaded.

In a world where profundity is often sought in the most mundane of places, a peculiar phrase has been making the rounds, leaving many to ponder its deeper meaning

Don't ever slam a door; you might want to go back.

Don't ever slam a door; you might want to go back.

In an era where Chaos Theory has become more than just a theoretical framework, many have begun to approach life with a newfound appreciation for the ripple effects of their actions

Nobody can be as agreeable as an uninvited guest.

Nobody can be as agreeable as an uninvited guest.

In a unexpected twist at the annual societal gala this year, local philanthropist known for their unique approach to hosting, made headlines with their unconventional reception strategy

"Under any conditions, anywhere, whatever you are doing, there is some ordinance under which you can be booked." - Robert D. Sprecht, Rand Corp.

"Under any conditions, anywhere, whatever you are doing, there is some ordinance under which you can be booked." - Robert D. Sprecht, Rand Corp.

"Under any conditions, anywhere, whatever you are doing, there is some ordinance under which you can be booked

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.

The chipped ceramic mug warmed Amelia's hands, the lukewarm tea doing little to settle the anxious flutter in her chest