Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Monday, November 5, 2018
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM THE RUSTY FILE CABINET IN THE DUSTY ATTIC OF MY MUSTY MIND . . .
To ensure its passengers had a safe weekend, the Titanic waited until early Monday morning to sink.
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A Father knows best when he keeps his mouth shut and listens to Mother.
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What you won't see with a promotional ad selling Internet connections:
SIGN UP WITH US AND WE'LL GIVE YOU FREE AGGRAVATION AND FREE BAD SERVICE!
SIGN UP WITH US AND WE'LL GIVE YOU FREE AGGRAVATION AND FREE BAD SERVICE!
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I wish garbage cans came with instructions.
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Advocacy Groups:
- Golf Clubs Against Hard Balls
- Wrinkles Against Irons
- Tumors Against Cures for Cancer
- Advocacy Group Against Silly Advocacy Groups
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Do fish use moisturizers?
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Do sleeping bags ever suffer from insomnia?
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