I don't know when that plane is going to land. It's still up in the air.
When the bank robber yelled, "Stick'em up!" one of the customers just stood there. That was one of the dumbest things you could do, hands down.
Tell me why you feel like a deflated balloon -- no pressure.
I have incon(tro)vertible evidence that my car's roof cannot be removed.
I love the way gregarious eels get along so well with each other. I suppose it's because of their social morays.
I'm in no position to rest. I'm not lying.
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