You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'ma get medieval on your ass.
Three tomatoes are walking down the street: Poppa tomato, Momma tomato, and Baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind and Poppa tomato gets really angry, goes back and squishes him, says, "Ketchup!"
I wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy, but they're definitely dirty. But a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way.
Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?...That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut...up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
The days of me forgetting are over and the days of me remembering have just begun.
If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.
It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.