Leroy bet me I couldn't find a pot of gold at the end, and I told him that was a stupid bet because the rainbow was enough.

There is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

State is kind of like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. You don't really look at it until you get there because we have to win four games.

If I am your rainbow, then you are my pot of gold.

You always hear about that pot at the end of the rainbow.

While cats can be infuriating, little old women in fur coats, they make me laugh. Of course, dogs, horses and my highly social chickens are dear to me, too.