My salad days - When I was green in judgment

I like the food. Raviolis. Cereal. Salad. Um, I don't like salad. It's green.

There were days when Keanu was looking a little green from the amount of cigarettes we were having him smoke.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars but in ourselves.

We have never been a melting pot. The fact is we are more like a tossed salad. We are green, some of us are oily and there's a little vinegar injected when you get up to Ottawa.

But will they come when you do call for them?