All this creativity sure make me thirsty.
We're going to Melmac.
The AA meetings didn't help Marge at all. She couldn't seem to get alcohol off her mind.
Exactly what kind of "all-inclusive resort" is this that we're going to?
Bah! Three hours on the pavements, and not one single kopek.
I told you, Pietor! Let ME sing lead!
SOMEONE is overcompensating...