I'm beginning to have morning sickness. I'm not having a baby, I'm just sick of morning.
I'm looking for a perfume to overpower men - I'm sick of karate.
A terrible thing happened to me last night again—nothing.
This man I was going with asked me for my finger measurements. I thought he was going to buy me a ring for Christmas, but he gave me a bowling ball.
I have nothing against dogs. I just hate rugs that go squish-squish.
Life began on this planet when the first amoeba split. Mankind will still be seeking God, not accepting that God is a spirit; can't see it, touch it, only feel it. It's called LOVE.