Right back at ya, pal!
My uncle Mickey had my new Big Cat. Said the damn thing spent more time in the garage being repaired than on the road. Something tells me that I'll have much better luck with her.
Say, are you a butterfly or a moth, anyway?
I was looking at moths today...
It's no wonder that someone around here smells citrusy.
Gotta fly, somebody is messin' with All my mail! And I mean ALL!! And something tells me that it's not just the USPS, either.
Flame is right.