How come no one ever seems to go to work?

How come we never get to hear anything about him?

How come everyone thought I should know who she was?

And then, how come his body was taken all the way up here?

How come I got to do all the taking care of around here?

How come our kids are the best at being bad?

When nothing's ever been done before, how come everyone looks at me?

How come no one can see what a good person you are?

So how come my wife and all the other teachers in the school have 36 kids?

How come a group of women can be called guys?

How come everybody knew what he had just thought of?

How come when I first asked, you said those boys were dead?

What are you really trying to get at, and how come I should answer?

How come I am here when so many were killed?

"How come all the good news is about someone else?"

How come people who go there are never seen again?

That's how come I had to get all my children out.

How come she always knows exactly what to do and when?

"How come all of you always have an answer for everything?"

I asked him how come he was giving the job to me.

How come they keep playing even though the hour is up?

"How come you never read or hear any good news in the media?"

"How come I always end up doing your job for you?"

"How came such a child to be in your care?"

"How come you always know exactly what to say to make me feel good?"