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My downstairs neighbors should give up on the thing they call a “heavy metal bagpipes band.”
Act now to receive a lifetime of resentment from the rest of our family.
Step Three: Click the “Confirm Cancel Membership” Button. Step Four: Unsheath that broadsword, foolish mortal!
Give in to this workshop not by writing, but by taking turns asking for more condiments, plates, and silverware as I stash them in my purse.
Grape that went under the refrigerator: I swear it bounced off my knee and shot directly under the fridge.
Awfully hot day, isn’t it? It’s always hot here in the summers, but we make do. That’s what the Edgar family does. We make do.
From the moment you looked into Doris's eyes, you knew that your father's assistant who majored in Comp Lit at Yale would find the right words to describe them.
When I switched to the New York Times mini-crossword they yelled at me again---and put child locks on so I could only look at replays.
The enemy of my massage therapist, Janet, is her husband, Ricky. That’s no coincidence. They married young when they were so naïve.
Everyone keeps crying out that the ride is malfunctioning once the coaster is hanging perilously upside down. It’s an intense ride.
When God closes a door, he opens a window. Because you will never, and I mean never, have central air conditioning.
How many of the hostages are in relationships? 12? Do they seem like they’re happy?