May your Nanaimo bar’s custard always be yellow.
It’s nice to take a look back…when you can actually see.
Some questions are only good for specific situations.
It’s never as bad as you think it is.
There’s always hope. No matter how bleak it looks.
Now you have that song stuck in your head.
Don’t poke the… hippopotamus…
Somebody doesn’t like Erik Erikson’s Eight Stages of Development.