I believe that if life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade… And try to find somebody whose life has given them vodka, and have a party.

When life gives you lemons, make sure you know whose eyes you need to squeeze them in.

If life gives you lemons, make some kind of fruity juice.

When life gives you lemons don’t make lemonade, make pink lemonade. Be unique.

When life gives you lemons, order the lobster tail.

When life gives you lemons, you exchange them at the store for something more edible.

If life gives you lemons, make apple juice and make people wonder how the hell you did it.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then throw it in the face of the person who gave you the lemons until they give you the oranges you originally asked for.

If life gives you lemons, don’t settle for simply making lemonade – make a glorious scene at a lemonade stand.

I was of the “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, then wonder why life didn’t give you freaking sugar so you could drink the stuff” school of thought.

When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.

A New Orleans credo: When life gives you lemons–make daiquiris.

It’s not what happens to you, but how you handle it. If Life gives you lemons, make lemonade. If the lemons are rotten, take out the seeds and plant them in order to grow new lemons.

Stop worrying and start living.

When life gives you lemons… choke on them and die… you stupid lemon eater.

When life gives you lemons, throw them back.

When life gives you lemons, throw them at the zombies.