Look, I’m not a chicken and this is not a road so don’t ask stupid questions.
I hate Mondays. *A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five.* (Groucho Marx)
For the tenth time, it’s Ruddy Turnstone, not bloody turncoat. Sheesh!!
A certain blue enters your soul. – Henri Matisse
United 737 to Tower, we’re having some trouble seeing the runway. Over.
Kermit was right, it isn’t easy being Grebe.
Here chicken. Here chicken. Get over to this side.
Slow down, mommy, I’m paddling as fast as my little feet allow.
I’ve got Betty Davis Eyes and Kim Carnes voice, what more could you want?
Man, it’s hell trying to find a turtleneck shirt that will fit me.