“The morning always has a way of creeping up on me and peeking in my bedroom windows. The sunrise is such a pervert.”

“Only a friend or a giraffe would stick his neck out for you. But only a giraffe would eat all the leaves off your tree so he could peek in your second story bedroom window.”

“I came from a broken home. My bedroom window was cracked.”

“Male or female, if my name were either Don or Dawn, I’d be up at sunrise to celebrate the glory that is me.”

“You've got to get up pretty early in the morning to beat me to my rooster costume.”

“I love the sunrise, but not as much as I love you. Will you pass me my midnight-black blindfold?”

“My name is Don, as in sunrise.”