And away we go ...
Well, yes, that would do it ...
If you think I'm going to touch my next line without an eleven-foot pole - even without the subject-verb disagreement - you are sadly mistaken ...
You do what you have to do to win ...
No grudges held here ...
Some people go to work for Apple, and some join the ...
Oops ... my mistake ...
There's surely a great story, here ...
Looks to me as if he's trying to make a getaway ...
And the point would be ... ?
A blinding flash of the obvious ...
Gotta run, now ... Agnes is headed up to Pennsylvania with one of her friends for two days of sewing classes, and I have to get her gigantic, 800-pound computer-driven sewing machine and its 3-acre embroidery hoop loaded into our modestly-sized car. There are days I really miss our old Aerostar van that could transport a small house if you took out the last row of seats. Sigh.
Have a good day. Be sure to come back tomorrow for Cartoon Saturday.
Bilbo
6 comments:
That masked creature is no killer -- he's the Long Raccoon!
That's one hell of a sewing machine.
Ricky Williams: at last, an honest man in sports!
Presumably, not Orthodox Jews honoring Bacon.
I'd bet a lot of ball players wish they could shit hits.
So a nuclear explosion would be a disaster? Who would have thought?
Will they send the Peach Corps to Georgia?
A great sampling of editorial derpdom.
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