I love her too, but our neuroses just don't match. >>
Nobody dast blame this man. For a salesman, there is no rock bottom to >>
I'm the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious >>
Sell the sizzle, not the steak. >>
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Nobody dast blame this man. For a salesman, there is no rock bottom to the life. He don't put a bolt to a nut, he don't tell you the law or give you medicine. He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back -- that's an earthquake. And then you get yourself a couple of spots on your hat, and you're finished. Nobody dast blame this man. A salesman is got to dream, boy. It comes with the territory.