He who itches in the butt needs scratching.

He who lives in a glass house needs lots of Windex.

He who lives in glass house, dress in basement.

He who lives in glass house knows transparency.

He who lives in glass house, should not throw rocks at windows.

I used to live in a glass house.  At least, I thought I did.  It turns out my parents sold me to a zoo.  I had to leave when my exhibit was closed due to lack of interest.  Since then, I've tried to gain more respect by using the skills I developed during that period.  The experience made me the mime I am today.

Besides, if they don't like it, I can always find something to fling.

He who falls in vat of molten glass makes spectacle of self.

Mesh


vat of molten glass

Much like the taxes and fees by The Bouy, Ltd.