I want to write a story about an asexual unicycle who refuses to let a unicorn ride it.

“Sure, I’ll take your pamphlet. I need to fill up my trashcan anyway.”

“If my clone writes my biography, is it really an autobiography?”

“A brick could be used like March 5th marches in a marching band. And guess what…”

“You are getting a wooden leg for your birthday, and you are going to love it. I…”