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Fable: A story told by a teenager arriving home after curfew.

I'm tired of walking on kid gloves.

Dance: The action of moving rhythmically to music with a partner, a skill which a woman possesses naturally, but which a man acquires only for the short time in his young adulthood when he wishes to meet and impress young women, and abandons thereafter due to mysterious knee injuries.

Carpet: A floor covering that is bought by the yard and worn by the foot.

Pessimist: Someone who burns their bridges before they get to them.

Vuja de: The feeling you've never been here.

“This food tastes of plutonium,” said Tom glowingly.

Parents are embarrassed when their children tell lies, and even more embarrassed when they tell the truth.

The more you complain, the longer God makes you live.

He is so old… his social security number is 6.

“It’s twelve noon,” Tom chimed in.

“I’m not going to give up anything this Easter,” said Tom relentlessly.

Contract: An agreement to do something if nothing happens to prevent it.

Caterpillar: An upholstered worm.

Philanderer: A man who considers himself too good to be true.

“I’m putting on my T-shirt, shorts, and sunglasses,” Tom summarized.

She’s so ugly… when she entered an ugly contest the judges said, "No professionals."

The best way to get over a guy is to get under a new one!

He is so old… he owes Jesus a quarter.

“Ouch! When I get stung, I want revenge,” said Tom begrudgingly.

This is up my wheelhouse.