I should have suspected my husband was lazy. On our wedding day, his mother told me: "I'm not losing a son; I'm gaining a couch."
All I ever learned at my mother's knee was what a bony knee looked like.
Fang can't stand to see trash & garbage lying around the house. He can't stand the competition.
If it weren't for my adam's apple, I'd have no shape at all.
My body's in such bad shape I wear prescription underwear.
When I was a kid and we used to play Post Office, I was the Dead Letter Office.