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Getting on the Flight of the Hippogriff ride at Islands of Adventure:
Me: Oh my goodness, this is a tight fit. Probably because my butt's so big.
Mike: Your hips don't lie.
Me: You're right. My hips only tell true stories.

I set my guitar pick down, and Sam started chewing on it.
I took it out of his mouth and said, "No! That is NOT allowed! It is DISALLOWED. This pick is a passive activity loss and you, Sam, do not have any income, so you can't take it."

He seemed to understand because he didn't chew on it anymore.

And I did kind of put it on the other side of the room.

He wants so badly to be mailed.

Roasting is like baking and broiling at the same time,

TWS