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buzzylittleb. Here's hoping the next year is full of good things for you (and that your brane behaves itself).
And since I am lame and have no better present, here's one of my favourite jokes:
Did you hear about the scarecrow who won the Nobel Prize?
He was outstanding in his field!
(Boom boom.)
And some Wodehouse quotes for your edification and delight:
Pongo shuddered, accordingly, and in addition to shuddering uttered a sharp quack of anguish such as might have proceeded from some duck which, sauntering in a reverie beside a duck-pond, had inadvertently stubbed its toe on a broken soda-water bottle.
~
"Well there it is," I said, and went into the silence. And as he, too, seemed disinclined for chit-chat, we stood for some moments like a couple of Trappist monks who have run into each other by chance at the dog races.
~
The face was drawn, the eyes haggard, the general appearance that of one who has searched for the leak in life's gaspipe with a lighted candle.
~
He sounded like some far-off echo of the past yodelling through a woolen blanket.
~
The only thing that prevented a father's love from faltering was the fact that there was in his possession a photograph of himself at the same early age, in which he, too, looked like a homicidal fried egg.
Okay, I'm done.
buzzylittleb. Here's hoping the next year is full of good things for you (and that your brane behaves itself).And since I am lame and have no better present, here's one of my favourite jokes:
Did you hear about the scarecrow who won the Nobel Prize?
He was outstanding in his field!
(Boom boom.)
And some Wodehouse quotes for your edification and delight:
Pongo shuddered, accordingly, and in addition to shuddering uttered a sharp quack of anguish such as might have proceeded from some duck which, sauntering in a reverie beside a duck-pond, had inadvertently stubbed its toe on a broken soda-water bottle.
~
"Well there it is," I said, and went into the silence. And as he, too, seemed disinclined for chit-chat, we stood for some moments like a couple of Trappist monks who have run into each other by chance at the dog races.
~
The face was drawn, the eyes haggard, the general appearance that of one who has searched for the leak in life's gaspipe with a lighted candle.
~
He sounded like some far-off echo of the past yodelling through a woolen blanket.
~
The only thing that prevented a father's love from faltering was the fact that there was in his possession a photograph of himself at the same early age, in which he, too, looked like a homicidal fried egg.
Okay, I'm done.