Cut my pie into four pieces, I don’t think I could eat eight.
Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.
Yogi ordered a pizza. The waitress asked How many pieces do you want your pie cut? Yogi responded, Four. I don't think I could eat eight.
That's too coincidental to be a coincidence.
If you don't know where you're going, when you get there you'll be lost.
Bill Dickey is learning me his experience.