Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.
My horse was so late getting home, he tiptoed into the stable.
My wife dresses to kill. She cooks the same way.
I live about four muggings from Central Park.
Two Polish men at Halloween with burned faces. What happened? They were bobbing for french fries.
The usual way - a little wine, a little dinner.