Nothing rhymes with the poor gal.
Why did they call them “Madonna wanna-bees?” Why didn’t they call them “pre-Madonnas?”
Forget good and evil. How about just a little bit of peril?
Time to call all the Fink’s horses and all the Fink’s men.
Winter starts December 1st, Spring starts March 1st, Summer starts June 1st, and Fall starts September 22.
Beware the squeeze bulb in the collar!
Sorry Alice, but the bucket-head is definitely the star of this menu!
Don’t complain about your cubicles too loudly, or management will replace them with a wretched “open office.”
The Declaration was throwing OFF tyranny, the Communist Manifesto is trying to throw it ON.
Humpty would still be with us if the king’s men hadn’t let the horses go first.
Nothing rhymes with the poor gal.