He who hugs too much, hugs badly!
When I'm laid in my coffin, I want you to put a picture of my grandchild to the right of me and and a picture of my daughter to my left. That way they will be buried with me.
I only have one wrinkle and I'm sitting on it.
Excuse me if I'm clinging on to life, but my parents wove me from tight thread.
I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.
If you can’t do anything about it, don’t worry about it.