I have about 100 pairs of pajamas. I like to see people dressed comfortably.
O when meet now Such pairs, in love and mutual honour joined?
If I go out with a jacket and a pair of trousers that my wife doesn't like, you can bet your ass it ain't in my wardrobe the following day. I say that it gets lost in the sky.
I'm the leader of the pack, which makes me such a lucky Jack, for openers, here's a pair of cuties, here's my darling dealing beauties.
To choose one sock from each of infinitely many pairs of socks requires the Axiom of Choice, but for shoes the Axiom is not needed.
No ghost was every seen by two pair of eyes.
He who could have been a torch and stoops to being a pair of jaws is a deserter.
If you run a thousand miles a minute, you can expect to wear out a few pairs of shoes.
I've heard that we come on the earth in pairs, get separated only to meet once again through marriage. So whoever is there on this earth for me, will eventually get paired with me. Till then, I'll enjoy my singlehood.
I'm addicted to something at all times. Like, it's always music, but maybe sometimes it's a pair of pants or something else. That's just how my personality works.
I love good old-fashioned black or white Converse. I have a few pairs. And they are all really dirty. I can't have clean Converse - I go in the dirt and run around!
Pairs skating and singles are two different things. Although some skaters have achieved this successfully, it is a very difficult transition. You're looking at double work.
I do not have 3,000 pairs of shoes, I have 1,060.
I prefer a good pair of boots to Shakespeare.
Live while ye may, Yet happy pair.
You know everyone loves to hate a happy pair of lovebirds.
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
My mama never wore a pair of pants when I was growing up, and now that's all she wears. It was so funny for me when I first started seeing Mama wear pants. It was like it wasn't Mama. Now I've bought her many a pantsuit because she just lives in them.
What is an "I", and why are such things found (at least so far) only in association with, as poet Russell Edson once wonderfully phrased it, "teetering bulbs of dread and dream" -- that is, only in association with certain kinds of gooey lumps encased in hard protective shells mounted atop mobile pedestals that roam the world on pairs of slightly fuzzy, jointed stilts?
We have done almost everything in pairs since Noah, except govern. And the world has suffered for it.