Slumps don't bother me.
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?
I need to give affection and love, because without that, I wither. I need to give that love to someone. Without that, I'm rudderless.
My mother-in-law's so fat that when she passes her handbag from hand to hand she throws it.