I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans.

I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize.

I just lost a buttonhole.

Hermits have no peer pressure.

What would a chair look like if your knees bent the other way?

Do you have any toy train schedules?

You know how it is when you’re walking up the stairs, and you get to the top, and you think there’s one more step? I’m like that all the time.