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It is so hot… today I saw a funeral procession pull into a Dairy Queen.

Clear Conscience: Poor memory.

I thought I wanted a career; turns out I just wanted pay checks.

Boxing: A mutual affliction of brain damage for the amusement of the public.

Sex: The formula by which one and one makes three.

You have to dance to a different drum.

Off the cuff of my head.

Always be on the lookout for conspicuousness.

“I have to wear this cast for another six weeks,” said Tom disjointedly.

I guess you could say I'm an internal optometrist.

She is so fat… when you tell her to haul ass, she gotta make two trips.

My doctor stays true to his Apothecary Oath.

Bureaucracy: A system that enables ten men to do the work of one.

“Where shall I plant these water lilies?” Tom pondered.

… has eaten into the grocery chain’s luxury food side.

Recycling of animal protein in feed proved a recipe for disaster.

Matrimony: A knot tied by a preacher and untied by a lawyer.

Florists: Petal pushers.

Get a new car for your spouse; it’ll be a great trade!

The world is full of apathy, but I don't care.

He’s a bad influenza on me.