| It’s thanksgiving. But no gravy… | 1 | | | | |
| I finished my manuscript and took a drink of coffee in celebration. | 1 | | | | |
| “It’s the police. We’ve traced the call coming from your basement…” | 1 | | | | |
| The neighbour found my dog. | 1 | | | | |
| Today I saw a ghost in the mirror. | 1 | | | | |
| I killed my best friend with a sack of potatoes. | 1 | | | | |
| “Are you coming to dinner darling?” | 1 | | | | |
| ‘That should fixed the crooked smile,’ the dentist said as I came too. | 1 | | | | |
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