
This was me in high school. “I’m done with women!” 5 seconds later, “Unless I can get HER to go out with me!” Spoiler alert: she said no.
This was me in high school. “I’m done with women!” 5 seconds later, “Unless I can get HER to go out with me!” Spoiler alert: she said no.
What possesses someone to go into that profession? I guess I am glad that some people do.
When someone tells me to “visualize world peace” this is all I can think of. I don’t like whirled peas
I was reading about the temperance movement and this just came easily to mind.
Saw a plastic basketball in the gutter one day and this came to mind instantly.
I have to give credit to my son, who is taking jiu jitsu lessons, for this idea.
This is how we used to sing this song when I was in elementary school. Makes as much sense as the original, probably more.
I was adding some marshmallows to trail mix for some reason and this idea came to mind. No, it doesn’t sound good to me, either.
I think of this every time we sing this song in church.
We have a chiropractor in our mall. I would be curious to know which gets more business: him or the massage people?