Never do I feel like more of a privileged, expectant American than when I get mad at the automatic soap dispenser for not dispensingonly to realize it’s not an automatic soap dispenser.
When I walk under a ladder I don’t think I have bad luck but I do think about luck when I walk under a ladder.
A really sucky thing about being sick is that you lose the ability to imagine what it feels like to feel good.
Everyone has to say something to justify having their landline.
Most people glance at the Kleenex after they’ve blown into it.
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