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Some Sundays, I find myself singing the hymns with Elmer’s pronunciation.
This is one of those cartoons that were based on information I actually read somewhere.
As near as I can figure, this explains everything dogs think. Except eating. They think about that a lot.
If you’ve seen one conglomeration of several stores under a single roof, you’ve seen a’mall.
I kept ragging on people investing in crypto because it was based on nothing. None of them went for the obvious rejoinder than neither is my money.
I like s’mores, except that you can’t make or eat them without making a mess. Okay, so maybe that’s one of the features, not a bug.
There are animals that, even after someone tells me, I can’t tell how to tell the males from the females. I’m assuming they can, otherwise there wouldn’t be more of them.
Having seen armadillos, I’m not sure how to tell the males from the females. I’m assuming they can.
I think all of the major characters are married now except Pete. And Flatfoot, though he is dating.
I have been waiting to use this, but no one ever asks me what I did with my day.
