Coats are for pussies."My mother asks too many questions.
Pasta pasta, pasta.
Two, but don't ask me how they got in there.
There's no point to it
A plaid tie.
All the coats are on the bed!
A wet one.
asked her mother. 'I don't know' replied Mary 'but the teacher thinks I may have caught decimals.'
Dad: GO ASK YOUR MOTHER!
Boy: Me and I'm going home now.
Spocrates.