Every day when I get home from work I kiss my front door, then I cuddle one of the walls, and I comfort a few of the windows.
It's a detached house.
I went to a girl and was like "I'd like to take my rocket to Uranus"
She detached the final stage
Wait till It's Over
A drunken man, completely detached from reality, walks down the street. Accidentally hits a post. Thrown aback by such a hit he holds his head, spinning around and goes forward again, and hits the same post. Then he silently sits on the pavement: 'I'll wait till the demonstration is over.'