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With five minutes left in the movie, I am about to undergo a radical psychological transformation and become brave.
MY PET PEEVE: Rom Com. He may not be man’s best friend, but Peeve is just the pal Stewart needs in this wag of a tale about overcoming annoyances.
This happens every year. The heat of August sets in and like a bear waking from hibernation, my ravenous appetite for tomatoes reemerges.
Before you win me over you must first guess my secret. I’ll take you on a wandering journey, through these dirty, cobblestone Parisian alleys.
Easy, effortless transitional pieces for looking like a regular person who may or may not have health insurance.
Remember when you had it made in the shade? When you and your lady could cut a rug all night long? That's right, it was the 1990s.
The pieces titled "The Clitoris: Nub of Joy!" for Healthy Lady Magazine and "The Ford F-150: Trucks Rule!" for Automotive Life will be one piece.
I blinked in the winter sun and spotted the raised flag that bore the crest of Quality Time. Under the flag huddled members of my new life.
It is not my fault that your son got a splinter from the demolished wood pieces that I judiciously donated to your lawn.
The possibilities are endless due to your contribution. You could be used to study telepathy, astral projecting, homeopathy, ESP, and many more.
Deep, deep down, I do miss cleaning the bathroom after my son eats Chipotle’s Super Burrito with extra queso.
Practice acceptance. Instead of trying to avoid having an anvil dropped on your head, make peace with the inevitability of it happening.