Mummies are dehydrated & they long for the blood of living words.
If the semicolon is one of the neglected children in the family of punctuation marks these days, told to stay in its room and entertain itself, because mummy and daddy are busy, the apostrophe is the abused victim.
I'm a great mummy. I've mapped out all the fun spots in every city.
In the family of punctuation, where the full stop is daddy and the comma is mummy, and the semicolon quietly practises the piano with crossed hands, the exclamation mark is the big attention-deficit brother who gets overexcited and breaks things and laughs too loudly.
Now before we get into anything, ladies, no scratching, no spitting and no tattling to mummy.
I'm a bit of a mummy's boy.
They decided the mummy would be unwrapped, for the titillation of the ladies, just after dinner.
Oh Wasn't it naughty of Smudges? Oh, Mummy, I'm sick with disgust. She threww me in front of the judges, And my silly old collar-bone's bust.
MUMMY, n. - an ancient Egyptian handy, too, in museums in gratifying the vulgar curiosity that serves to distinguish man from the lower animals.
President Obama invited John McCain to the White House to give his opinion on Egypt, specifically what it's like to be a mummy.
What must it be like for a little boy to read that daddy never loved mummy?
One thing I learned is that it's never OK to walk through a cemetery dressed as a mummy - even if that was a shortcut on the way to the costume party.
I've always been really drawn to that kind of sexual earthiness in European women, and Sophia Loren covered all the bases, including the whole mummy fantasy.
My daughter, Lila, is my style critic. She'll say, "No, Mummy, you can't wear that. " She's very good. I do trust her instinct.
I soothe my conscience now with the thought that it is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.
I could always escape into this demi-monde of homosexuality, which I feel really indebted to. It stopped me being a 'mummy's boy. '
I'm a proper mummy's boy.
As I leafed through the book in front of me and watched the dust swirl in the air, I wondered if maybe there was some evil dormant virus in the pages that would infect me, like the mummy dust that used to kill archaeologists. Death by research. That was not a glorious end.
Is the raggle-taggle Brangelina tribe any more bogus than that of the landlocked yummy mummy who believes that she can drop half a dozen brats and still keep a modest carbon footprint? I don't think so.
While Daddy liked to stick to the rules, Mummy liked to bend them.