Late Saturday Night Muttering

It's really Sunday morning, 12:15 am to be exact. WAY past my bedtime. Let's see if my brain is still working:

1. Divorce :: None for me thanks
   


2. Napkin :: use one
   


3. Camera :: All I've got is a photograph and I realize you're not coming back anymore
   


4. Leather :: comes from cows
   


5. Fractures :: breaks


6. Flip out :: I tend to do that occasionally...I blame hormones!
   


7. Coroner :: My sister wanted to be one....Quincy!
   


8. Atomic :: Bomb


9. Liz :: Lizzie Borden took an axe and gave her mother 40 whacks, when she saw what she had done she gave her father 41.
   


10. Leave :: It to Beaver!

Well, I know I still remember the Lizzie Borden rhyme ; )

Want to see what comes out of your unconscious?