We were making love in the back of a truck and we got carried away.
Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B?
I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it.
Life is a long agonized illness only curable by death.
I told you I was sick.
There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to laugh, and at no time are the three of them very far apart.