Expel the object!" Freak shouts. "Regurgitate, you big moron!" and he gives me another thump and I cough up this yucky mess, but I'm still laughing so hard my nose is running.
Love, Cough, & a Smoke, can't well be hid.
We cough because we can't help it, but others do it on purpose.
I think tobacco and alcohol warnings are too general. They should be more to the point: 'People who smoke will eventually cough up small pieces of lung. '. . . And 'Warning!! Alcohol will turn you into the same jerk your father was. '
My dog has a cough. If you've never seen a dog with a cough, I recommend trying to find one. It's hilarious.
I would rather turn my head and cough than see any part of 'Patch Adams' again.
Love, and a cough, are not concealed.
A cough is something that you yourself cant help, but everybody else does on purpose just to torment you.
Outlaws, like lovers, poets, and tubercular composers who cough blood onto piano keys, do their finest work in the slippery rays of the moon.
Does koala bear poop smell like cough drops?
As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.
True love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops.
If you've had a cough that lasted weeks, a cough that just doesn't seem to go away, chances are it was pertussis.
I do not cough for my own amusement.
I like that feeling in your brain when you've got seven things that you're holding in one moment-you heard that person cough, you heard that person laugh, you're also saying your line, you're also listening to the person who's talking to you.
I was in Toronto when they had a severe outbreak of SARS - you know, Severe Asian Racism Syndrome. I was in the airport and there were these big snowboarder guys and they had white masks around their necks, and as soon as they saw me, they put their masks on. So I went "cough, cough, cough. . . You wanna egg rorr?
A cough is a symptom, not a disease. Take it to your doctor and he can give you something serious to worry about.
We are eager to tunnel under the Atlantic and bring the Old World some weeks nearer to the New; but perchance the first news that will leak through into the broad, flapping American ear will be that the Princess Adelaide has the whooping cough.
I never let them cough. They wouldn't dare.
I'll smoke, I'll cough, I'll get the tumors, I'll die, deal? Thank you America. [salutes]