I'm not clumsy, it's just the floor hates me, the tables and chairs are bullies, and the wall gets in my way.
I came from a real tough neighborhood. Once a guy pulled a knife on me. I knew he wasn't a professional, the knife had butter on it.
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.
I'm not clumsy, it's just the floor hates me, the tables and chairs are bullies, and the wall gets in my way.
I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.