When you twist the doorknob it doesn't scream.
I don't have a Camaro....
One composes, the other decomposes...
Cigarettes don't scream when they're burning.
It's just one prescription" *behind the counter the pharmacist is sinking in quicksand and screaming*
You know you see it coming...) A: Psycho-sis! (I won't let the doorknob hit me on the way out..)
Mother nature doing the twist !
A. "Let's twist again like we did last summer...."