When you’re feeling down, stare at a clown!…Unless you are deathly afraid of clowns, which I find weird and I’m surprised at the amount of people that are, so in that case you may want to avert your eyes.
Who’s idea was it to have a slumber party and not invite me? I’m actually quite appalled! You knock one girl unconscious in a pillow fight and all of a sudden you are called a bad friend…bunch of b.s. if you ask me…
Sir, sir, I don’t mean to alarm you, but there seems to be some sort of squid-like alien attacking your head. You may want to call the Men In Black or Predator to help you kill that thing.
You say “potato”, I say “gross”.