There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple or pine in pineapple. And while no one knows what is in a hotdog, you can be pretty sure it isn't canine.
There is this guy who returns home very late at night, after getting drunk thoroughly. He lives on the first floor of a house. Every night he comes home, throws his heavy work boots into a corner [THUD- THUD ;-)] and crashes into the bed.
