If I could lick the sunset, I'll bet it would taste like Neapolitan ice cream.
My best friend is the only person in the world who could stop me from crying.
I used up all my sick days, so I'm calling in dead.
The Christmas spirit that goes out with the dried-up Christmas tree is just as worthless.
I don't know what's tighter, our jeans or our friendship.
Only one thingโs sadder than remembering you were once free, and thatโs forgetting you were once free.