“Stop bouncing your leg!” It’s either this or I start screaming.

I need to start hiding my money from myself.

Your future doctor is using ChatGPT to pass med school so you better start eating healthy.

Gonna start using “with all dude respect”.

Starting a new show sucks. Who are these people?

I don’t get how alcohol turns y’all evil. I just start giggling and get slutty.

People delete their social media and start acting like they got a master’s degree in maturity.

Who really needs jetpacks, I want to be able to start over from my last save point.

I don’t want flying cars, I want the ability to start again from my last save point.

If I got $5 every time I thought of you, I would start thinking of you.

We should start referring to age as “levels.” So when you’re level 80, it sounds a lot cooler than just being an older person.

Can we start the weekend again? I wasn’t ready.

I’m pretty sure my husband’s favorite sound is the oven range fan turning on when I start making dinner.

Whoever is writing my Rom-Com, can you maybe, I don’t know, START IT?

We should all start texting each other like old time explorers. ‘Dearest friend, I have survived another week. The horrors persist.’

God: “I told you to love thy neighbor – not start trade wars with them.”

I relate to a rooster because I also want start off my day by screaming.

Ever thought about centaurs and how the bottom half would start walking immediately after birth but the top part would be baby-like and flop around for a while.

I start off my mornings with coffee and low expectations.

I believe it was Aristotle who once said “The fastest way to get your kids to stop screaming is to also start screaming.”