When I go to a restaurant and they say, “How many in your party?” and I say, “One,” I feel sad because one is not really a party. But me and my 32 clones don’t let that stop us from enjoying myselves.

“Me and a group of friends meeting in private to bond and have fun may appear to…”

“I prefer kissing over dinner. Not that I prefer kissing to dinner, but I prefer…”

“If the status quo came carbonated in a can, I’d shake things up.”

“I’ve got a sizeable retirement nest egg. It’s an ostrich egg, and it’s going to…”