It takes two to tangle.

Dad, just imagine, I ate a whole tangerine." "You ate a whole tangerine, my little one? How did you dare to do that?" "It wasn't me. It was Joe."

Everything is tangled.

Tom wished he could dance the tango.

A tangled web they weaved, as they practiced to deceive.

If you keep going off on tangents we'll never get out of here.

For all those things which are qualities of the tangible object, qua tangible, we perceive by touch.

Tango is the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.

Ziri ate tangerines.

I wish I could tangle your hair into beautiful braids.