> Lisa's got her red shoes on, > Lisa's got her red shoes on, > She'll have them on all day long, > an' all day long she'll sing this song.

"I wish I had as many friends as you." I say. Teasing her back. "What is his name?" I ask, nodding my head back at the construction worker.

"You may be the King of the Kitchen, Coco, but you know nothing about food prep," I say to him. "You wouldn't know good knife work if it got you in the belly," I challenge.

The rules are simple. You each put a raisin in your mouth, and the one that keeps it there the longest without eating it is the winner.

Putting hazard lights on does not give you free reign to block traffic as you will!

This is no slipshod operation. It is a highly organised offensive, presided over, with an iron hand, but the purple haired lady that Lisa has dubbed 'The Bottle Boss'.

Student 1: Hey, you know that bald professor? Student 2: The foreigner? Student 1: No, the other one.

"Mommy, Daddy is drunk and bothering Coco." says Lucy. "It's okay Lucy," my wife responds, "It's Coco's job to talk to your father when he is drunk."