A bus-load of babies on fire.
I can sleep with a light on.
none because There is A Light That Never Goes Out.
When her mustache is on fire!
It was just a matter of time.
The sock under my bed. (I don't remember where I heard it. Can't claim ownership.)
The sound of the dog screaming at 8000 feet gets to you after a while.
Because it's a dear little thing.
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