“My fingernail itches. I need to scratch it with my skin.”

“I named my car Itch, not because it’s all scratched up, though it is, but because it got under my skin without tickling my fancy.”

“I enjoy scratching itches on my body with my beard stubble. The worst though is when my lower back itches.”

“I stitched an itch to my side. As far as surgeries go, I’m just barely scratching the surface.”

“I’ve just begun to scratch the surface of my talent, and boy does my talent itch. It’s like a red mosquito bite the size of Mars.”

“I’m itching for battle—with a mosquito bite. The only thing in life I’ll scratch at more is the need to be loved. I’m so bloody needy.”

“You know cats, always scratching on this or that, but never scratching what you want when you want it. (Like my balls, when they’re itchy!) I recently got him declawed, which sucked for him, but it was great for me because I was tired of always biting his fingernails back when he was nervous.”