“Experience counts for something. I count with my fingers. I could count on you, but you’ve only got one finger for me (the middle one).”

“I have so many friends I couldn’t even count them on one hand—not even if I had six fingers. Now, if I had seven fingers, I could count on them, but I still wouldn’t be able to count on my friends.”

“I’d rather count to one billion, than waste my time thinking I could count on you.”

“Dipping my sticky glove into the bowl, I grabbed a handful of fingers. That’s five, if you’re counting.”

“Friends, like fingers, are only good if you can count on them, as well as point them in the right direction.”

“I vote to have my vote voided—which means my vote won’t count even when it counts, and it will count even when it won’t count.”

“Loyalty is for the dogs. Count me among the cats. And count me twice—once for each of my faces.”