Just like you silly bums, I have a personal sky god. I bow to him, as you do to your airy-fairy sod. He prefers I call him Mr. NOT.
Honestly I don't know why i have these partiesBecause of your catThat's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort
You still are? There go my plans! And the suit I had bought to attend your funeral. Well, well. Anyway, do call me up when you an't.
It sounded somewhat doom-laden, so I felt obliged to look it up more thoroughly, in case I should eat some chocolate rather quickly.
The trouble with eating Italian is that 5 or 6 days later, you're hungry again.
Bat stood in the open door and said I am a crime scene unit detective from the New York City Police Department, you heinous fucking mongoloid, and there is nothing I cannot do.
What did the soup say to the tea plate? "You're too shallow for me. I like deep dish to dip right into!" I still keep my British humour in good taste. No room for egos or rumours.
I get this buzz every time I'm quoted online. The ego high... yes... but also a Google Alert.
I do not want to sound cynical or condescending, but your lips are moving, your mind unbending.
Children throw tantrums because they've imagined their 'father in heaven' does so. And because, their inherited religious book has, in written, shown them so.
If I were married, I would be unmarried.
Of course I love you. For real. I will sure come and personally meet you myself. Just to make sure you're well. When is your funeral?
Believe you me, I am all for you; and wish you well - for you to go to hell.
Love is a hook; the moment a man swallows it, a woman knows she has him forever.
One can hardly do anything productive when one knows there is cake in the fridge.
I love religious nuts. They make me remember I have them too. So, being a health nut, I scratch them religiously. Just as I do my butt.
Jimmy held on to the reins for dear life, and thought that a horse was about the most slippery creature to sit on that he had ever met. He slithered first one way and then another, and at last he slid...
Don't ask for a girl's hand in marriage and forget to ask for her leg too.
If men could be bought like clothes at an outlet, only then would women always get what they bargained for.
Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers and boys used to dress like their fathers. Now girls drink like their fathers and boys dress like their mothers.
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