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“My garden needs another layer of mulch,” Tom repeated.

… behold, this very day, I have interceded another letter from the fellow.

“My cat George is my dearest friend,” Tabitha purred.

Keyboard: The standard way to generate computer errors.

That sure did take the steam out of his sails.

Do you follow where I'm coming from?

Good to be back on the old terracotta.

It's so far removed, it goes right over our heads.

Up a tree without a paddle

You can’t have your hill and die on it too.

Egotist: A conceited ass who thinks he knows as much as you do.

Jazz Musician: A juggler who uses harmonies instead of oranges.

“What’s a wide-angle lens?” asked Tom obtusely.

The intention is to get a jumpstart on it.

I can't answer that – it's out of my water.

Luck: The thing that draws us for jury duty, but never for the lottery.

Eskimos: God’s frozen people.

We are born naked, wet, and hungry; then things get worse.

The walls of medieval cathedrals were supported by flying buttocks.

“I didn’t do well in the test,” Tom said degradedly.

“Hey, what’s it worth if I help you escape from prison?” asked Tom contemptuously.