| From Years of Observation |
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| ::darkshadows:: (blood@thirsty.net) |
2008/04/10 12:36 |
From Years of Observation
o Birds of a feather flock together and crap on your car.
o A penny saved is a government oversight.
o The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at
the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the
tempting moment.
o The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then
your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.
o The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a
replacement.
o He who hesitates is probably right.
o Did you ever notice: The Roman numerals for forty (40) are " XL."
o If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody.
o If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to
blame.
o The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when
he's really in trouble.
o There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for
it. For example, I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that
wrinkles don't hurt.
o Did you ever notice: When you put the two words "The" and "IRS"
together it spells "Theirs?"
o Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about
your age and start bragging about it.
o The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
o Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people
to know "why" I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of
the roads weren't paved.
o When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think
of algebra.
o You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or
leaks.
o One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is
such a nice change from being young.
o Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
o First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to
pull up your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down.
o Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was
called witchcraft. Today, it's called golf.
o Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my
mouth...AMEN..!!
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