Tracy: Stop eating people's old french fries, little pigeon. Have some self-respect. Don't you know you can fly?

I don't like my feet. I'm not crazy about anybody's feet. But I have flat feet.

You transition as a mother from literally just pulling a booger out of that person's nose whenever you see one until at some point they assert: "No, I'm a person. You can't fix my underpants on the subway."

This week, penny collector Gene Sukie went to the bank and cashed in ten thousand pounds of pennies he had collected over 34 years, which were worth over fourteen thousand dollars. And, of course, I was in line behind him.

Quentin Tarantino is here, star of all my sexual nightmares.

It’s no more dangerous to society than a radio broadcast of The War of the Worlds.

I want to go to there.