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“I swallowed some of the glass from that broken window,” Tom said painfully.

“Everything Albert says is so obvious”, said Tom altruistically.

We will burn that horse when we get there.

“Is it true that some animals will eat their own babies?” asked Tom literately.

Clarification: To fill in the background with so many details that the foreground goes underground.

Consciousness: The annoying time between naps.

He’s wearing a tomahawk haircut.

“Has my magazine arrived?” Tom asked periodically.

Time may be a great healer, but’s it’s a lousy beautician.

Accountant: One who uses your books to figure his profit.

“Let’s all play an A, a C#, and an E”, cried the band with one accord.

Gentleman Farmer: One who has more hay in the bank thank in the barn.

Philosophy: Common sense in a dress suit.

Gifted Children: Unfortunate tykes who lack the good sense to hide their talents from overly ambitious parents.

Judge: A lawyer who once knew a politician.

“The insect in William’s hand is wearing a yarmulka!” said Tom jubilantly.

Is this a whole nother bucket of worms?

“I'll have a martini,” said Tom, dryly.

It is so hot… I saw a chicken lay a fried egg.

Some people sail through life on a bed of roses like a knife slicing through butter.

I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.