Slumps don't bother me.
My mother-in-law had to stop skipping for exercise. It registered seven on the Richter scale.
Everyone has a family tree; the Dawsons have one, it's a weeping willow.
I took the wife's family out for tea biscuits. They weren't too happy about having to give blood though.
There is a remote tribe that worships the number zero. Is nothing sacred?
Take my wife... please. I'm not saying she's ugly, but when she went to see a horror film, the audience thought she was making a personal appearance.