If My Jeans Could Talk, They'd Plead

Just The Other Day I Said To Fang, "don't You Think We've Got A Storybook Romance?" And He Said, "yes, And Every Page Is Ripped.

You Can Say The Nastiest Things About Yourself Without Offending Anyone.

I'm Eighteen Years Behind In My Ironing.

I Admit, I Have A Tremendous Sex Drive. My Boyfriend Lives Forty Miles Away.

The Only Time I Ever Enjoyed Ironing Was The Day I Accidentally Got Gin In The Steam Iron.