We all create God in our own image.
You should have used both hands.
You should have gone for the head.
When you have to shoot , shoot , don’t talk!
They shoot horses, don’t they?
Get a horse!
Hi-yo, Silver! Away!
Say “what” again! Say “what” again. I dare you. I double-dare you, motherf*****. Say “what” one more gd* time.
NOW it was serious. A double-dog-dare! What else was there but a “triple dare you”? And then, the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister “triple-dog-dare”.
I know you are, but what am I?
I yam what I yam, I’m Popeye the sailor man!
Until we meet once more, here’s wishing you a happy voyage home. Anchors Aweigh.
Good morning! And in case I don’t see you: good afternoon, good evening and good night!
Good morning Mr. Bassett, this is your wake up call. Please move your ass.
Are you getting out of that bed, or am I coming in after you?
You leave me little notes on my pillow. Told you 158 times I can’t stand little notes on my pillow. “We’re all out of cornflakes. F.U.” Took me three hours to figure out F.U. was Felix Ungar!
Those aren’t pillows!
Bedtime is to be strictly observed. No exceptions.