Useless waste of TV reporting AND viewing . . . when you are in traffic, you're NOT watching TV; when you are home watching TV, you are NOT in traffic. Who is this for exactly?
Thank you, Rita Rudner! See also Sleep.
Much as this man thinks it's a compliment, please don't bother to fall down at my door, even after walking 500 miles.
Good thing someone ALWAYS says these things as I'm leaving an event. I WAS planning on being reckless and irresponsible! Now it's just ruined.
You seat yourself, order pizza at a window, pick up the pizza, napkins, drinks and utensils, then bus your own table. Yet there's a tip jar on the counter . . . FOR WHAT? (and the pizza wasn't so good . . .)
As a woman, anytime I mention I have a tattoo, guys start looking around what they can see of my skin like they'll find it. No, they won't. Don't have one, but a healthy imagination on a man makes for a very funny verbal encounter.
One of my gal friends won't loan me her golf clubs (that are cast iron), but she'll give me her kid in a minute! Too bad the kid doesn't fit in the golf bag...
No Thanks! Brian Fuller sees the Afterlife as another job. Great, like people haven't worked enough, they have to answer to the Grim Reaper and keep a work schedule when they're dead? What's the use of dying?
It acts up on rainy days or long walks . . . I didn't know she'd go that far when I kicked her . . .
80. What's Up?
Well, the sky most of the time, otherwise a roof . . . but besides that . . .