The smells of Old Spice, Ben Gay and Viagra were strong in the air as I rolled past the Flanders Gentleman's Ride.
There's a purse at Macy's and the whole weekend revolves around it.
You ever have somebody who's always telling you what's wrong with your life even though their life is a f-ing disaster?
Tell the black guy on Birchwood to go on Ebay and buy a sense of humor. Hollywood may have a spare one at his shop.
I'm really disappointed in the way your lawn has come out of last winter. It would be really nice if you were to spend a minimum of 10 hours this weekend working to get it in shape.