I hate a man who always says yes to me. When I say no I like a man who also says no.
The reason so many people turned up at his funeral is that they wanted to make sure he was dead.
This makes me so sore it gets my dandruff up.
Pictures were made to entertain; if you want to send a message, call Western Union.
Too caustic? To hell with the costs, we'll make the picture anyway.
Gentlemen, include me out.