Nice dress. Take it off.

Almost everybody I know has died,” Grandma said. “Bunch of wimps.

Are we fighting?" I asked Morelli. "No. Were discussing." "Are you sure?" "Am I yelling?" Morelli asked. "Is my face purple? Are the cords on my neck standing out? Am I waving my arms around?" "No." "The were not fighting.

Cupcake , you've been breaking my heart for as long as I've known you

And then it gets so hot that they keep the supermarkets too cold. Hot, cold. Hot, cold. It gives me the runs." Mr. Landowsky

Suppose I lay down on the pavement and you run over me a few times with my own car...just for old times.

God's a busy guy. He don't have time to micromanage. What are the chances he heard that? It's early in the morning. He's probably having breakfast with Mrs. God.