Future complications in the strings between the cans. But no prints can come from fingers, if machines become our hands.
I quit smoking. I feel better. I smell better. And it's safer to drink out of old beer cans laying around the house.
I don't know what goes on in the crowd. I've had them show up and throw beer cans at me. I caused riots in most of the major cities.
Of course I litter the public highway. Every chance I get. After all, it's not the beer cans that are ugly; it's the highway that is ugly.
My first phone was two tin cans tied together with string, and it worked pretty good.
Success comes in cans, not can'ts.
We have our factory, which is called a stage. We make a product, we color it, we title it and we ship it out in cans.
Your Cans must always be bigger than your can NOTS!
I made my first song when I was 9 years old. Just beating on garbage cans, having people beat box.
Oh, it's just a trash can. Chill out. " (Marco) BAM! BAM! BAM! "Okay, so it's four trash cans," (Marco) " BAM! BAM! BAM! "Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just HATE TRASH CANS?!!" (Jake)
I don't know why a beauty salon would have a cop's hat and the curling irons are not deadly unless they're still plugged in and they're hot. So I'm not quite sure about that. But I don't know who remembers anymore that you can ignite spray cans, plus there aren't really any spray cans anymore 'cause that was destroying the ozone layer. So I'm - actually, I'll have to go with they chased him with the curling irons.
If a can opener no longer has the capacity to open cans, what is it?
Nature, like Miamonides said, is mainly a good place to throw beer cans on Sunday afternoons.
There seems to be a lot of name-calling going on, but I want to remind you what our good dad told me one time. Labels are for soup cans.
Success comes in cans, failure comes in can'ts.
I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
Africa is a continent in flames. And deep down, if we really accepted that Africans were equal to us, we would all do more to put the fire out. We're standing around with watering cans, when what we really need is the fire brigade.
Politics is not really politics any more. It is run, for the most part, by Madison Avenue advertising firms, who sell politicians to the public the way they sell bars of soap or cans of beer.
Labels are for cans, not for people.
There are no ordinary feelings. Just as there are no ordinary spring days or kicked over cans of paint.
