It's Christmas! Ah, Christmas, the time when all good people go about not decapitating each other.

Blessed are the meek, for to them we shall say "attaboy".

So I am death" Charlie said then turned to his daughter while buttering his toast. "This is death toast sweety.

Unless you can change the past, you’re wasting the present on this guilt

You want me and I want you. right?" Who did she think she was? You can't just go around blurting out the truth like a prophet with Tourette's Syndrome. He said, "Well, I guess. Yeah, that's right.

Yo, yo, yo, check it out," said PJ, with enough hand gestures that any deaf person watching would have thought he had ASL Tourette's syndrome

She's so obnoxious. Like a whole Saturday night drunk tank full of obnoxious packed into one little body." Detective Cavuto