She's so hairy - when she lifted up her arm I thought it was Tina Turner in her armpit.
Can we talk?
I was the last girl in Larchmont, NY to get married. My mother had a sign up: "Last Girl Before Freeway."
To the pessimist the light at the end of the tunnel is another train.
When my husband Edgar and I were courting, he said he couldn't wait to have a baby. It was only after we were married that he changed his mind and decided that I should have the baby.
Having my daughter, I screamed for twenty-three hours straight. And that was just during conception.