I recorded my hair this morning, tonight I'm watching the highlights
I went out with a promiscuous impressionist. She did everybody.
His puppyhood was a period of foolish rebellion. He was always worsted, but he fought back because it was his nature to fight back. And he was unconquerable.
I'm on performance enhancing drugs, so I may cause drowsiness.
I was going to buy a book on hair loss, but the pages kept falling out.
A window of opportunity for me usually involves a rock.