My wife was complaining about our plumbing last night. She said something about needing a man who could really handle a pipe, get deep down, and know how to screw things tight to stop the leaking.

So I called a plumber, and he'll be here Monday.

I've been dating a girl who's a professional cartographer, and she's always trying to map out our love life.

But honestly, I'm just trying to find the point of no return.

My cooking instructor always emphasized the importance of proper preparation.

He said you need to tenderize your meat thoroughly before you really pound it.

My wife told me she was having a really tough time getting anything to stand up properly. She said she needed something big, firm, and long-lasting to really fill the void and give her the support she'd been craving.

So I bought her a new bookshelf.