Which sadist decided to make the packaging around Band-Aids so difficult to open, considering you’re usually bleeding when you need one?
I have a male dead set on getting into my pants. It’s the cat and my knickers drawer, but still.
There’s a section of my fridge/freezer devoted to ageing things I bought because the free sample in the supermarket was quite tasty.
You could’ve cut the atmosphere with a knife; disapproval radiated from every doorway. I’d missed cat feeding time by two hours.
Dragons were fun-loving creatures, but when told a good joke they tended to snort and grill the storyteller. It earned them a bad reputation
Me: Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the …
Mirror: Comb your hair.