“Sorry, guys, but it looks like mine’s the winning hand yet again,” Tom said flushing.
“Make it so”, said Captain Picard, engagingly.
“Captain, have you noticed none of the red shirts we send on the away team ever come back?” said Spock, logically.
“Societal taboos against incest are misguided” Tom insisted.
“I just added another layer of soil to my garden” Tom repeated.
“Oh, shit! The sun’s rising!” said the vampire, slowly dawning on him.
“Dammit, I can’t get back to my fucking coffin in time”, the vampire added, his blood boiling.
“Looks like my nightly rambles are over anyway” the vampire concluded, having a stake in the matter.
“I’m finally getting my teeth fixed” said Ray Davies, bridging the gap.
“There goes my manual transmission” Tom said shiftlessly.
“Y’all seen mah piannah anywhar?” Emanuel Axed.
“Where can I buy a Mother’s Day card printed in German?” Tom muttered.
“Bring that tall bottle of beer over here,” Tom growled.
“I guess I better get out of here before they impeach me” said Nixon, with an air of resignation.
“The thought of having sex with a male repulses me” the lesbian said manically.
“What is this strange glowing phenomenon?” said Marie curiously.
“Oh, Mr. Grant!” said Mary, spunkily.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to come so soon” said Tom spunkily.
So you wanna play that way, hmmmm?
there’s a beer grolsch, ISTR–it’s in a tall bottle? (is that it?)
Also,
From Buddha:
So foreign languages can play? Oh boy…