The love the Oscar people have for the artistic accomplishments of fake cripples doesn’t discriminate.
Nobody expects a cripple to be some kind of hippie, pot-smoking, commie, fetuscidal, athiest maniac.
You know it’s invalid weather when you see the local invalid out sitting in the local park.
Chicken wings, chicken wings, chicken wings! Every establishment has a sign in the window …
Just because I'm a dented up old cripple doesn't mean I'm incapable of causing trouble.
Cripples are just like everybody else. We just pee different.
When seeking inspiration while writing her wonderful novel, Good Kings Bad Kings, Susan Nussbaum called upon spite to be her muse.
Some crippled activists take this equal access under the ADA stuff way too far. They need to be stopped before they ruin everything for the rest of us.