"No one gets laid in my house and passes out without getting shamed...."
No one understands me.
And now no one gets to enjoy the swing.
No one calls me anymore. All the kids are into "texting" these days.
Woah, no one told me I had to be a pitcher AND a catcher. I didn't sign up for that.
I say, can you please hand me a biscuit? No, no, the one I vomited on the carpet an hour ago. Mmmthank you.