The doctor says he has to amputate all of me.
I have an existential map. It has 'You are here' written all over it.
I had to stop driving my car for a while... the tires got dizzy.
The other day, I was walking my dog around my building . . . on the ledge. Some people are afraid of heights. Not me, I'm afraid of widths.
My act is an exaggeration of a part of me. I'm much more expressive off stage.
Yesterday I parked my car in a tow-away zone...when I came back the entire area was missing.