One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas I'll never know. - Groucho Marx
While hunting in Africa, I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How an elephant got into my pajamas I'll never know. - Groucho Marx
I once shot an elephant in my pajamas, how he got in my pajamas I'll never know. - Groucho Marx
But still, he reflected, I ought to wash my pajamas more often. Life is so uncertain: you never know what could happen. One way to deal with that is to keep your pajamas washed. --Tengo, IQ84 - Haruki Murakami
The Boy in the Striped Pajamas - too sad story. This book is very good and sad - John Boyne, El niño con el pijama de rayas