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Diet: selection of foods for people who are thick and tired of it.

Banquet: A fifty-cent dinner served in sufficient quantity to enable a caterer to charge twenty dollars for it.

Gossip: Anything that goes in one ear and over the back fence.

“Don’t you love sleeping outdoors,” Tom said intently.

He is so stupid… it takes him an hour to cook Minute Rice.

Up a tree without a paddle

Legend: A lie that has attained the dignity of age.

He is so ugly… the psychiatrist makes him lie face down.

Status Quo: Latin for “the mess we’re in.”

She's uglier than homemade soap.

A sandwich is an attempt to make both ends meat.

Show me an archaeologist, and I’ll show you a man who practices skull drudgery.

Horse: An oatsmobile.

“This Bud’s for you,” said Tom lightly.

Night Club: A place where they take the rest out of restaurant and put the din in dinner.

Keep your nose up!

Why don't they make the whole plane out of that black box stuff.

“I wish I drove a Scandinavian car,” Tom sobbed.

If a job’s worth doing, make sure you delegate it to the right person.

That'll stick out like a red herring.

Michelangelo painted the ceiling of the Sixteenth Chapel.