I want to know how you became a cleaner-upper! A custodian of man's material junk!

'Twas the whore's paint that fooled me, thought Tom. She's no more than twenty-two …

A whole lotta people feel the same way I do.

“Great! A guy getting off a night shift who hasn't been laid in years finds his wife in flagrante with some hamburger-faced guy who hightails it out the front door in his underwear. We're walking into a hornet's nest, Jackson.”