I’m like Chrissie Hynde because I got a smile for everyone I meet.
I’m like Louis Armstrong, 'cause I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you, and I think to myself, “What a wonderful world.”
:dubious: Do you ever not think to yourself?
I’m like butter baby, I’m on a roll!
I’m like Frank Sinatra because I did it my way (with very dissimilar results).
I’m like no other because of my unique formulations of experiences, likes, dislikes, neuroses, quirks and amateur perversions.
I’m like a Mounds or a Peter Paul candy bar because sometimes I feel like a nut, sometimes I don’t.
I’m like a box of pencils because I’m all write
Im like marmite because you either love me or hate me!
Someone had to do this!!! It might as well be me!
I’m like this thread, 'cause I’m a little slow catching on.