I was born by Caesarian section . . . but not so you'd notice. It's just that when I leave a house, I go out through the window.

I just lost a buttonhole.

I live on a one-way street that's also a dead end. I'm not sure how I got there.

I was always making my friends laugh but I never wanted the attention of the whole classroom.

I lost a button hole.

Real life? Well, I just hope mine isn't investigated. They might find that I don't really exist - that I'm just a hologram.

Drugs may lead to nowhere, but at least it's the scenic route.