Joe loved to eat dirt. He would make mud pies every chance he got. He was eating a pie when he felt something very hard in his mouth. Joe had bitten down on a rock and knocked out his tooth.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were going for the jugular." "It's just that it hurts so much," said Mr O'Brien as they walked away from their house with him at gunpoint after

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you," said the man who'd been sitting next him at dinner with two other friends while they were still asleep from an accident that killed their father-in‑law