I remember the day the plastic surgeon told my sister her surgery had gone horribly wrong... I'll never forget the look on her elbow...
I'm writing a book about the things I "Should" be doing in my life.
It's an oughtobiography.
I wanted some fine grit sandpaper, but the store only had mixed packs.
Sometimes you have to take the rough with the smooth.
I said to my son "When you grow up, I really want you to buy a plot of land and build a shopping mall and a cinema on it."
My wife said "Will you please stop that, you'll get him developing a complex"
