I’m in like Flynn, as the saying goes. But why is it going? It just got here.

“Thor pushes the empty wheelbarrow by me and I decide to say something. “Wheelba…”

“A brick could be an object to measure your life against. Are you square, rigid,…”

“I’d rather be snorkeling in the sea of love. But instead I’m stuck here, in a f…”

“I make love like I make lasagna. Makes me hungry just thinking about it.”