Why understand when you can believe?
How could you deal with a creature as devious as woman.
I like a girl with a substantial bottom,' said Renoir, drawing in the air the size bottom he preferred.
Love needs room to grow. Like a rose. Or a tumor.
May the IRS find that you deduct your pet sheep as an entertainment expense.
She was an alien, really - a sort of eating, pooping, tantrum machine - and he didn't understand anything about her species.