The severity of the itch is proportional to the reach.
I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize.
I live on a one-way street that's also a dead end. I'm not sure how I got there.
I told her I knew when I was going to die because my birth certificate had an expiration date on it.
How come you don't ever hear about gruntled employees? And who has been dis-ing them anyhow?
Even snakes are afraid of snakes.