
I remember when we used to pay $2 to go to an in-school concert from some tolerable garage band. It was so much that we liked the music as that we were willing to pay $2 to skip class.

I remember when we used to pay $2 to go to an in-school concert from some tolerable garage band. It was so much that we liked the music as that we were willing to pay $2 to skip class.

I really like bruschetta, except when it’s apparently the entire meal. Then I still want the entre.

I live in a town that finally got a Buc-Ees. I had never been in one before. Kinda interesting. Gas is cheap.

The real punchline is the final line on the horse’s sign. I don’t have a name for the horse.

I’ve been watching back through Gunsmoke on DVD. I’m in season eighteen now and it only took me ten years to get here. Great show!

I think of this whenever we sing that song. It’s a beautiful hymn, but I half expect some lunatic to object.

I have a friend named Otto who often made this joke, or one like it. This is as close as he gets to receiving credit.

I like to listen to the old Gunsmoke radio programs. Then I have to listen to something else to get the Chesterfield jingle out of my head

Does anyone know what game they’re playing here? “It’s all about the cones.”

I am thankful for people who want to go into the field of urology. I am also thankful I am not in that field.