Sometimes I don't know if I want pizza, or if I already ate it.

Also, there are a lot of times when I'll smell a smell, but I can't tell if the source of the smell is something good or something bad. An example of this is either hamburgers or garbage.

For a generation in such fear of gay people, the baby boomers sure had a lot of radio and TV programs in which unmarried men wear leather pants together.

Do sharks laugh?

I could've swore The Luna Sea's illustration was a portrait of the lady, so I did a comparison just to make sure.