I live about four muggings from Central Park.

My brother-in-law had to give up his last job because of illness. His boss became sick of him.

I came home, the car was in the dining room. "How did you get the car in here?" "Easy, I took a left at the kitchen."

I have a lovely room and bath in the hotel. It's a little inconvenient, they're in two separate buildings!

I know what I'm giving up for Lent: my New Year's resolutions.

You look like a talent scout for a cemetery.

Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.