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“Forkage Fee? Is this even a real thing?”
“OK, Fluffy, the stare at nothing schtick is getting old.
“The Batman meets The Neighbor.”
“Who invited Toxic Positivity?”
“Ask me about my junk drawer.”
“No grandchildren photos. No medical tales. No adult kid bragging. Go!”
“There are rules. New members are needed. Hours, days, weekends. Yeah, Pickleball is our cult.”
“Four Yukon Gold potatoes, three mushrooms, fish sauce, and chocolate chips. Wait, what?”
“My mantra is goodbye. So, goodbye.”
“Look, it’s another Florida post: sunshine, pool, close up of iguana. It never gets old.”
