After you've spoken, I'll ask you a question. Why are you repeating yourself? ...are you repeating yourself? ...you repeating yourself? ...repeating yourself? ...yourself? ...self?

The interior designer tossed the small carpet.

It's a book without its ending. Double it, and it'll need mending.

I play the violin by your ear at two A.M., then charge admission in blood.

What a vending machine with an accent might say when pointing out a writing utensil to a gentleman.