Even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.
Don't cross oceans for people who wouldn't cross a puddle for you.
I don't know what's tighter, our jeans or our friendship.
Why do they call it proctology? Is it because analogy was already taken?
Tradition: sit with husband in a room lit only by tree lights and remember that our blessings outnumber the lights. Happy Christmas to all.
A faithful friend is the medicine of life.