Wouldnt it be nice to be like men and get notches in your belt… and not get emotionally involved?

One expect summed it up by saying: Trying to cure traffic congestion by building more roads is like trying to cure obesity by loosening your belt. One study of 30 California counties over several decades found that, for every 10% increase in road capacity, traffic increased by 9% within four years.

In awe, I watched the waxing moon ride across the zenith of the heavens like an ambered chariot towards the ebony void of infinite space wherein the tethered belts of Jupiter and Mars hang, for ever festooned in their orbital majesty. And as I looked at all this I thought… I must put a roof on this toilet.

Adding highway lanes to deal with traffic congestion is like loosening your belt to cure obesity.

The Commonwealth is one of three belts I want to win before going for a world title.

Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little body up with my belt. Scream, help play my game, dracula man, I’ll get my fangs.