I mop my floor with a wet cloud. My love tissues are full of eye rain. Dinner will be served at breakfast.

Meatloaf is graphable in how far ahead it is in likeability categories. You can also play Mop the Floor with it. I make love like I make dinner that makes cleaning the kitchen more fun...

I’m so hungry I could eat a mop. I mean map. I’m so lost when it comes to words.

I mopped up my moped off the street, and drove home on the unicycle below my handlebar mustache, while I thought about the path love might take now.