In the theater of childhood, we rate our parents on a scale from saint to demon. The crowd out in the lobby might help us put together a less biased bio.
Really Poor Richard’s Almanac: "Neither a lender, a borrower, nor an impulse buyer be."
When the truth has no meaning, let’s at least tell each other honorable lies.
We are spiritual cilia, absorbing the goodness of the Lord, passing it on to the body universal.
At the Globe Theatre in London, only Shakespeare they play. While at Graceland it’s Elvis, all night and all day.
Two more corporeal works of mercy: repeat things for the forgetful, repeat things for the hard of hearing.
@jmcdonnell123
What? You wanna repeat that?
ReplyDeleteAs turning the logs will make a dull fire burn,
ReplyDeleteso change of studies a dull brain.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Squibildeday. Squibeldedah?
ReplyDeleteFor the Chairman, the Squibler
Here's a Rah! Rah! Rah!