You're like a fifth of my boss.
I'm the distant baby.
Summer has messed up your hearing, not my grammar.
Cats are also liquid.
May I have another eye? Mine melted.
Why would they be more breakable when they're not on fire?
This is what I'm like when I'm in power-save mode.
I would like to dig and teleport out of jail.
But we're not knights, and our table is a rectangle.
My cat is very angry with me, but at least she is not on fire.