An act of God is the making of little green apples.
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It might help if some of those apples that don’t fall far from the tree would be on a roll.
You’d probably be the apple of my eye, if my view wouldn’t be blocked by a watermelon.
In some fast-food restaurants, I’m as sure of what the food will do to me as I am that God made little green apples.
Just when you thought your late billionaire uncle wasn’t going to leave you anything in his will, his lawyer hands you a fruit basket and says your uncle wanted him to ask you how do you like them apples.
Delay, delay, the inevitable day when an apple won’t keep the doctor away.