Full of wooden blunders

He stifled all her connections.

He is full of wooden blunders.
What do you mean I’m always fate..I’m just your date?
He took me for a bride alright.
She said she was very experienced but that was just with cooking the books.Food,no!
This year it’s either a turkey or a Christmas pee.Start saving now.
Speak now or forever hold my teeth.
Cheat now or forever tin corned beef..
She rifled through his affections.
What is an anti-verb?
Does everything in life get lost except my arthritis?
Her disorder was compulsive order.. strange how good can be overdone.Total order only occurs when we are all dead and buried.. until they sell the house and some nutter moves in…so don’t kill your family just to make cleaning easier.I mean,what’s it all about?
In the end,love is all we need along with a little hate.And a job.And a few friends,some writing paper and a cat or two
He is a barely graced liar on a good day.
All that twitters ought not to have been told…
Do you like cooking? So you eat books then!
What a nice disguise.. I’ve been unfaithful to my husband with my husband.Is that a first?
It’s not unusual  for me to cry.. and it’s a way of cleaning my eyes