Why is the centerfold all stuck together?
This is why nobody should read books.
Alright, glue, I know you're excited, but you've got to hold it together.
Her gaze is glued to the beautiful golden cookie in the sky.
All we are is dust in the wind. Except for that girl, who is the pits.
No, Mom, I swear I spent all the money you gave me last semester on books.