I went to a psychic. I knocked on her front door. She yelled: "Who is it?" So I left.
My wife asked me to put ketchup on the shopping list. Now I can't read anything.
What did the right eye say to the left eye? Just between us, something smells.
I turned down a job that paid in vegetables. The celery was unacceptable.
The London Eye is made almost entirely of iron. It's a ferrous wheel.