I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Ironing is a great diversion from the reality you don't want to face.
I'm eighteen years behind in my ironing.
I have kind of an iron stomach.
Ironing is comfort. It's control. I'm a nutty person who likes to make sure everything is in its place.
Just getting from the airport straight to the gym is gonna be your best bet to knock off that rust and wake yourself up and get that blood flowing. You sit in a car or a plane cramped up, you lose a lot of blood flow and get that swelling in your legs. There are all kinds of dangers in sitting still too long.
The legs that I have made are far more perfect than the ones nature would have given me - my mother's side of the family have awful legs.
I see no reason to have my shirts ironed. It's irrational.
Darling, the legs aren't so beautiful, I just know what to do with them.
I don't iron anything. Never have and never will.
I always insist on my jeans being ironed. Is that a problem?