For God’s sake you two, get a room. I’ll pay for it. Heavens.
And you kids, stay off my lawn.
I don’t understand the words to any of this music.
Where can I find really comfortable pillows?
Do my eyes look baggy to you?
My golf swing sucks.
Does anyone else have a knee that goes out when it’s cold outside?
No, I hear gray is *distinguished* on a man.
How long can a damned hangover last?
No, that’s a *book*.
Pull you pants up!
Take off that damned baseball cap!
And *get off my lawn*!