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“He’s a boring chap,” said Tom indulgently.

Credit: A commodity that becomes better the less it is used.

It's hard to catch lightning in a bottle twice.

He is so fat… he's on both sides of the family.

“Now, how can I trick Sidney?” Tom considered.

Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

If he were alive today, he’d be turning over in his grave.

“It’s my maid’s night off,” said Tom helplessly.

Graduate School: The place where a young scholar goes off his Dad’s payroll – and on to his wife’s.

Campers: Nature’s way of feeding mosquitoes.

Communist: A fellow who will gladly divide his hunger and thirst with you if you’ll divide your beer and salami with him.

Absentee: A missing golfing peg.

Everybody had some antidotes to tell.

“The vegetables are overcooked!” she steamed.

Neighbors: People who live near you, who are never around when you need to borrow power tools or jumper cables, but who are everywhere when you are having a heated argument with your spouse.

I wouldn't trust him with my bargepole.

“I’m burning aromatic substances,” said Tom, incensed.

We are just scratching the tip of the iceberg.

“So, it’s a duel you want!” Tom shot back.

Hot Pants: Breeches of promise.

Charity begins at home… at about 6:30, when they call you and interrupt your dinner.