Bed Quote by Rodney Dangerfield Download Open image “She was so fat that her bikini is made out of two bed sheets (king-size).” — Rodney Dangerfield ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Bed sheets Bikinis Fats Kings Made Sheets Size Two
She was so fat that her clothes are made by Omar the tent maker. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“She used to look forward to changing in the locker room when other girls stole shocked glances at her emaciated body last spring. Now… — Steven Levenkron Copy Share Image
I was waiting for all other actresses to wear a bikini first so I can just follow the bandwagon. — Tanushree Dutta Copy Share Image
She was convinced that she was anorexic, because every time she looked in the mirror she did indeed see a fat person. — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“She had doll-like, almost delicate limbs, small hands, and hardly any hips. But she now had breasts. All her life she had been flat-chested,… — Stieg Larsson Copy Share Image
“I once heard her tell a friend that she was, in fact, a 120-pound woman, but she kept herself wrapped in fat in order… — Haven Kimmel Copy Share Image
It wasn't exactly that Lula was fat. It was more that she was too short for her weight." - Stephanie Plum — Janet Evanovich Copy Share Image
“Her good weight was 150 pounds, and 178 pounds was her top. Consequently, Brenda had three different sets of clothes hanging in her closet,… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
For Christmas one year I bought my son a BB gun. He bought me a t-shirt with a bulls eye on the back. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
I knew a girl so ugly, she had a face like a saint-a Saint Bernard! — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
Every time I get in an elevator, the operator says the same thing to me: 'Basement?' — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
She failed her drivers test. She couldn't get used to the front seat. It took her four lessons to learn to sit up. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
I tell ya when I was a kid, all I knew was rejection. My yo-yo, it never came back. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
I don't care how rich and successful a man is. He's nothing without an education. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
What a childhood I had. My parents sent me to a child psychiatrist. The kid didn't help me at all. — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
One night I came home. I figured, let my wife come on. I'll play it cool. Let her make the first move. She went… — Rodney Dangerfield Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share Image
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to… — Tao Lin Copy Share Image
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image