all cats are asshole cats
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:32 (fourteen years ago)
thirteen cherries do not a virgin make
the rich man sees eggs where the poor man sees hamburgers
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:33 (fourteen years ago)
the lighthouse of the soul is the agony of the moment
a candle that does not flicker cannot be trusted
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:34 (fourteen years ago)
introspectacles require no prescription
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:35 (fourteen years ago)
eyelashes are the sprokets of the face
dreams are as light as meringues and as heavy as lead
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:36 (fourteen years ago)
romance is to tungsten as opportunity is to halogen
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― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:37 (fourteen years ago)
one may sit on a floor, but only a fool stands on a table
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:38 (fourteen years ago)
the wise woman does not count her warts until dawn
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:38 (fourteen years ago)
a mouse walks softly in the cathedral
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:39 (fourteen years ago)
a heavy heart is like a leaky colostomy bag
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:40 (fourteen years ago)
seven asses braying is a ruined month
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:41 (fourteen years ago)
I saw this one in an old newspaper cartoon:
Yes You Can't
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:42 (fourteen years ago)
fists taste the world's tears, but never swallow
― William (C), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:42 (fourteen years ago)
triple penetration - gayer than double penetration
― CaptainBurlapSax, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:43 (fourteen years ago)
Bíonn chuile dhuine lách go dtéann bó ina gharraí.
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:44 (fourteen years ago)
the floor of one man's heart is the ceiling of another's kitchen
― Julie Lagger, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:44 (fourteen years ago)
balancing a tulip on a knife's edge
― CaptainBurlapSax, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:45 (fourteen years ago)
where kind words leave no mark ironshod boots are useless
― Julie Lagger, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:46 (fourteen years ago)
savor the reed of the bleating sax
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:46 (fourteen years ago)
the want of a window cures the house of misery
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:47 (fourteen years ago)
where a family prey they will stoop
to an old goose all fresh eggs are dubious
― Julie Lagger, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:49 (fourteen years ago)
woe betide the fool who courts the woman with ashen cheeks
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:49 (fourteen years ago)
a wednesday bride will never want for clothes pegs
strike a man and you will soon see his kettle
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:50 (fourteen years ago)
only a straight road hides oncoming tractors
― Julie Lagger, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:50 (fourteen years ago)
the lonely taverner and the cannibal are seperated only by the width of an axe
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:51 (fourteen years ago)
the cantankerous man will never find satisfaction in the ostrich egg lay-by of the full moon of Pisces
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:52 (fourteen years ago)
The more shoes, the greater the walking
― ledge, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:52 (fourteen years ago)
the long road turns twice for the hedgehog
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:52 (fourteen years ago)
a badly intonated piano is no better than a wet towel flung at a speeding pensioner at midnight
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:53 (fourteen years ago)
never a wink in the eye of a donkey.
― thomasintrouble, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:53 (fourteen years ago)
the third wheel makes the wheelbarrow
― CaptainBurlapSax, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:53 (fourteen years ago)
every thyme thy counteth magpies, thy parsley increaseth
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:54 (fourteen years ago)
when the milkmaid's away, the cows speculate
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:54 (fourteen years ago)
going east on a cross-eyed yak
― CaptainBurlapSax, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:54 (fourteen years ago)
A head full of plans is like strong cheese to a blind man
― ledge, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:55 (fourteen years ago)
no amount of remorse will make a cheese roll uphill
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:55 (fourteen years ago)
a man with a turkey will never go wanting
― dayo, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:55 (fourteen years ago)
three bells ringing is worry to a bogsnorkler
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:55 (fourteen years ago)
a fell road that covers no heath.
― thomasintrouble, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:56 (fourteen years ago)
a menstrual jewess is a treasure in Rome
― remy bean in exile, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:56 (fourteen years ago)
an extinguished pipe contains no more wisdom than a damp twig being thrown at the moon
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:57 (fourteen years ago)
north winds bring undecidedness to the child
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:57 (fourteen years ago)
The sparrow tied to the branch knows only whence the wind comes
― ledge, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:57 (fourteen years ago)
who eats on a feastday angers the tinker
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:58 (fourteen years ago)
neither rose nor lily shall tithe the dawn
― thomasintrouble, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:59 (fourteen years ago)
no good ever came from a fart in a shoebox
― yes this is the real (snoball), Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:59 (fourteen years ago)
A bottle for a bean, a petal for a queen
― ledge, Wednesday, 30 November 2011 23:59 (fourteen years ago)
two issues behind in the Times
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:00 (fourteen years ago)
thine pendulous appendages impresseth not the shanty town beagle watching turkey of Eastbourne
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:00 (fourteen years ago)
A child thrice blessed with Asphodel never needst fear for shadows at the witching hour
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:00 (fourteen years ago)
a king can look at a cat
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:00 (fourteen years ago)
never tarry twixt shop and Harry
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:01 (fourteen years ago)
you can love a blind man
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:01 (fourteen years ago)
Accept ye not transport from robéd men leading badgers.
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:01 (fourteen years ago)
fashion makes pants
Does take but a moment of timeto marinade the fealty of line
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:02 (fourteen years ago)
you can't have your ache and treat it
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:02 (fourteen years ago)
who builds his house on sand best plan for visitors
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:03 (fourteen years ago)
Remember, lest thou wanteth trouble,that double bubble rubble gubble
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:03 (fourteen years ago)
as from resoluteness springs incontinence, so from excess orderliness follows hemorrhoids.
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:03 (fourteen years ago)
five gundams for no one
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:04 (fourteen years ago)
all yoghurt need not curdle
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:04 (fourteen years ago)
The velvet sprouts of dawn do not revel in their chocolateyness, for they have formed the trifecta of the diptych
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:05 (fourteen years ago)
there can be no peace at home where the horse goes unmilked
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:05 (fourteen years ago)
As regrettable as a cock-snipe
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:05 (fourteen years ago)
a wise man without olfactory sensesknows no nose
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:06 (fourteen years ago)
bowl a spare on thursday carve a coffin for sunday
grouse not in times shapeless
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:07 (fourteen years ago)
you can't spell sanctimonious without emu
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:07 (fourteen years ago)
ratchet a bagel box goblin daily
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:07 (fourteen years ago)
a man may feast on three pineapples
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:07 (fourteen years ago)
spell Japan slowly
giraffe penises may be long, but they do not scrape across the ground
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:08 (fourteen years ago)
that thou thought this thou thought
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:08 (fourteen years ago)
do not pine after ground beef
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:09 (fourteen years ago)
an armadillo may request a tribunal, but a poor man cannot gargle eels without a license
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:09 (fourteen years ago)
A knapsack full of starlings may make a fine breakfast, but the wind will be whistling in the chimney come eventide
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:09 (fourteen years ago)
More confounding than a bag in a bag in a bag
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:10 (fourteen years ago)
tea and a roublespell trouble
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:10 (fourteen years ago)
that's the best so far
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:11 (fourteen years ago)
the cricket bat may go un-oiled, regardless of whether the captain pipes the accountant to the shore
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:11 (fourteen years ago)
Badmitton to the pensive; poker to the pious.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:12 (fourteen years ago)
a fowler may foul and err, but a baker cannot bake and r
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:12 (fourteen years ago)
there are always pros and cons to dancing
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:13 (fourteen years ago)
I like, this food
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:13 (fourteen years ago)
in the red door, out the green door
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:13 (fourteen years ago)
Keep your pen full of ink when the hatman comes calling
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:14 (fourteen years ago)
one can never have too many missed chances
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:14 (fourteen years ago)
hello, how are you
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:14 (fourteen years ago)
A life full of melodies is a life full of ants.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:15 (fourteen years ago)
go where it is
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:15 (fourteen years ago)
is as does
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:15 (fourteen years ago)
never please a thanks
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:16 (fourteen years ago)
the petals of a flower fall slowly
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:16 (fourteen years ago)
just, for one second, just
Only a well-oiled marionette can beg.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:17 (fourteen years ago)
the man of many wordsknows not how to count the letters
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:17 (fourteen years ago)
Women who fly upside down, crack up.
― Penelope iv, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:17 (fourteen years ago)
An ugly man must tile his own bathroom
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:17 (fourteen years ago)
despite the season, a dorito underfoot crumbles
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:18 (fourteen years ago)
Stinkbugs on Wednesday, bats on Saturday.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:18 (fourteen years ago)
dawn heralds a mist, sunset heralds an abyss
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:18 (fourteen years ago)
Penelope, I'm calling you out. That's a dad joke.
cold winds blow harsh, even upon the upturned hands of the scrap metal dealer
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
read the byline at your own peril
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
It is not commensurate to eviscerate the inscrutable polymath
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
If you grow a heart that can frolic with the best of them
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
he who hears everything only hears himself
The winds of aegis will time the tides.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
A man walking down the street may ask me, have you heard the news? Have you heard the news he may ask. In response your lips may move. In response your feet may clatter. A din. There may be a din. Have you heard the news a man may ask.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:19 (fourteen years ago)
an accelerating fart does not brake wind
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:20 (fourteen years ago)
never leave the floor
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:20 (fourteen years ago)
there's never time for a tomcat
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:20 (fourteen years ago)
When you wake always remember what has been disheveled may be responsible
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:20 (fourteen years ago)
Damn
― Penelope iv, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
can a word be spelled?
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
where the it is he must there be a time
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
vanity makes a VAN out of I and TY.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
spoiled milk makes the best spoiled cheese
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
all the shirts in the world will not clothe a needless promise
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:21 (fourteen years ago)
keys are pens in exile
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:22 (fourteen years ago)
the gaze of a jaundiced eye moves mountains
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:22 (fourteen years ago)
― ledge, Thursday, December 1, 2011 12:21 AM (23 seconds ago) Bookmark Permalink
and all the pants may be stained
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:23 (fourteen years ago)
cast ne'er a spell 'til June is fell.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:23 (fourteen years ago)
There is no such thing as a favorite color
as agile as a snake, as fragile as a cake
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:23 (fourteen years ago)
a good cup of tea is nice.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:24 (fourteen years ago)
pick the best lock
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:24 (fourteen years ago)
politeness is the king of democracy
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:24 (fourteen years ago)
pass the Duchy of Cornwall on the left hand side
― yes this is the real (snoball), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:25 (fourteen years ago)
Always run conceptually
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:25 (fourteen years ago)
pluck a lie if you see one
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:26 (fourteen years ago)
That which not is can never be
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:28 (fourteen years ago)
children are grown, not green
― rob (night house), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:29 (fourteen years ago)
she who darns with goldcannot expect snow
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:29 (fourteen years ago)
Tarry not when passing wassail, nor crossing ley-leaning hummocks
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:30 (fourteen years ago)
sleep, o banana, bop eels.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:30 (fourteen years ago)
Only stretch before your next step when your next step is a stretch
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:31 (fourteen years ago)
A bedded ewe wants not the touch of an Irishman
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:31 (fourteen years ago)
sleeping with the same zen guru and expecting enlightenment
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:32 (fourteen years ago)
In everything, you're Michael Winner.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:32 (fourteen years ago)
live with a man six daysbefore you call him tony
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:32 (fourteen years ago)
lol
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:33 (fourteen years ago)
he who walks cannot avoid walking
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:33 (fourteen years ago)
there is a star
three balls on a scarecrowto fill the pantry
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:33 (fourteen years ago)
post when the water does
that which follows, moves
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:34 (fourteen years ago)
Behind every jouncing buggy come a rolling pumpkin.
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:34 (fourteen years ago)
it's okay when you are tired
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:34 (fourteen years ago)
there's more than one ox in the ocean
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:34 (fourteen years ago)
na na na na na na na na
batman
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:35 (fourteen years ago)
art knows no flavor, love knows no odor
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:35 (fourteen years ago)
the sky changes twice a daybut a cushion is a cushion always
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:35 (fourteen years ago)
a wheel with six spokes is a hole with six edges
grow up, but grow up
truth is beauty, beauty truthbut obviously that's only from the point of view of the individual really
only some things can be given
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:36 (fourteen years ago)
the best way to pluck a chicken couldn't pluck a mountain
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:36 (fourteen years ago)
hard cases make bad backs
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:36 (fourteen years ago)
ask not for whom the booth tolls
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:37 (fourteen years ago)
no sandbox is an island unless it has a palm tree and one or two castaways in it
knit a lie, darn a request
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:37 (fourteen years ago)
all short and curlies were once long and straight
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:38 (fourteen years ago)
the bald man never wants for a babushka
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:38 (fourteen years ago)
units of time are developed, followed like breasts can be sometimes I guess
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:38 (fourteen years ago)
hear your voice of treason
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:38 (fourteen years ago)
a man without friends is a stew without oranges
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:38 (fourteen years ago)
never forget that there may exist a thing
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
every Mona Lisa starts as a doodle.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
when the fern blossoms, free it
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
one cat for companionship two cats for more cats
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
mismatched socks are the devil's fruitcake
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
no cinnamon is innocent of perjury
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:39 (fourteen years ago)
seven angels and a shotgunwill quieten a convent
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:40 (fourteen years ago)
cut grass won't go back together, like wishes
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:40 (fourteen years ago)
is he who is alone really a child
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:40 (fourteen years ago)
stick your elbow where they least expect
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:41 (fourteen years ago)
you can sand paper, but you can't change 'would'
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:41 (fourteen years ago)
Have you heard the news the man asks. He keeps asking, have you heard the news? You may have. You may have heard the news. You say it. You say the news. You always say the news. All you say is the news. Have you heard the news he will ask. Have you Heard the news.No I have not heard the news, you will never say. You will. You will never. You may. Hear news. The man asks. Ask.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:41 (fourteen years ago)
qua qua qua qua
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:42 (fourteen years ago)
no news is the man asks the news
beckett pervades all
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:42 (fourteen years ago)
Emotion rhymes with seaocean
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:42 (fourteen years ago)
in death alone do we dream.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:42 (fourteen years ago)
only those who wish to be bound wish to be bound by wishes
where italian chef knows not his fathernil illigitemi carbonara
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:43 (fourteen years ago)
no symbols where none intended
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:43 (fourteen years ago)
a blind man's as good as an ox to a drunk hag.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:43 (fourteen years ago)
the last honest man will probably not be able to help you out of a jam
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:43 (fourteen years ago)
three oxes equals five blind men, as far as the news is concerned
the table is the table
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:44 (fourteen years ago)
a log floats on all rivers
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:44 (fourteen years ago)
^^^
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:44 (fourteen years ago)
who among us can escape?
me & flatmate use this one all the time - "a cucumber is just a cucumber"
― zappi, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:44 (fourteen years ago)
A man, when misheard, may ask "Have you heard the shoes"
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:45 (fourteen years ago)
see to the log in your own eye, it is worth two in a neighbour's bush
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:45 (fourteen years ago)
twice buckled jeans do not come off twice as slow
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:45 (fourteen years ago)
one who sees truly cannot help but to so do also
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:45 (fourteen years ago)
pictures of happiness won't cover gravy stains
Add numbers. Subtract letters.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:46 (fourteen years ago)
a cat may crouch
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:46 (fourteen years ago)
a man finding wisdom on top of the mountainmust still find his way to the bottom
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:47 (fourteen years ago)
who left the damn door open
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:47 (fourteen years ago)
a beacon, a yardstick for my own
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:47 (fourteen years ago)
One from the top, and the rest from wherever you like, please.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:47 (fourteen years ago)
A letter in the post beats burnt toast.
― Frobisher, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:47 (fourteen years ago)
cum not lest ye become
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:48 (fourteen years ago)
How many words is a picture worth when cut in halfand then put back togetherwith the half of another pictureand then that new picturethe newly formed picturethat new picture is forgotten
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:48 (fourteen years ago)
In our youth, we often think we are goats.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:48 (fourteen years ago)
slow soft speech is the hallmark of the amateur executioner
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:48 (fourteen years ago)
three elephants wearing silverweigh as much as honesty
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:49 (fourteen years ago)
The spitting image of god in the shine of the bald man's noggin
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:49 (fourteen years ago)
Three in fear and a devil's near.
― Frobisher, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:49 (fourteen years ago)
beans beans the magical fruit, if you believe in yourself
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:49 (fourteen years ago)
a light tread often masks an inferior brand of tyre
Tell me a number and I will tell you a song
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:49 (fourteen years ago)
roof slates but water rates
a man who knows the world can sing only lamentsthe callow youthdrinks from the bottle
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:50 (fourteen years ago)
a wheel made of stone shall never ascend dead man's hill
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:51 (fourteen years ago)
he who scoffs at nothingattends not a viking feast
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:51 (fourteen years ago)
a gelt minotaur poses a threat only to the false president
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:51 (fourteen years ago)
Need not use for the news. Need not news. When asked by the man. Have you heard the news. Have you heard the news. Hear the news. But need not it. Need not senses for the news, for the man, for the shoes, if misheard. If the question is misheard, need not what is misheard. Correct not what is misheard when understood as misheard if what is misheard is the question Have you heard the news. If asked by the man.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:52 (fourteen years ago)
he who never made a mistakewas deeply unpopular among his peers
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:52 (fourteen years ago)
nightshade and rosehip, nicotine and wine.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:53 (fourteen years ago)
my bologna has a first name, it's hope
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:53 (fourteen years ago)
oregano, oregano, location
wear shoes to a burialbut hats are for cremations
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:53 (fourteen years ago)
jizz on your father, weather's a botherjizz on your mater, fair skies await 'er
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:54 (fourteen years ago)
Never have a grandpa
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:54 (fourteen years ago)
even god made cockroachesjust sayin
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:55 (fourteen years ago)
only wear shoes if you are prepared for some asshole to start talking to you about the goddamn news like anything even happens anywhere worth knowing about, sailor's delight
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:55 (fourteen years ago)
is it the milk that spoils? or is it the moon?
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:55 (fourteen years ago)
red sky at night, sailor's delightred guy sky at morning, sailor's gang bang
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:55 (fourteen years ago)
Only discover what is there
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:55 (fourteen years ago)
many a sweet poonwas splayed on an old piddle
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:56 (fourteen years ago)
Wear jelly bracelets, your mom's a fucking racist.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:56 (fourteen years ago)
red sky at night, shepherd's pie
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:56 (fourteen years ago)
your mom's fucking a racist, corn be ready soon
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:56 (fourteen years ago)
silken pillows lead to weeping willows.
― Frobisher, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:57 (fourteen years ago)
the head on a needlecan't do the macarena
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:57 (fourteen years ago)
Wonder where the women are, wonder what they may have to say, as you mishear the man, and express you distaste for the blues. The blues as a musical genre. Express distaste for the blues as you wonder about the women on this path you are on, in this town. As you wonder about the strength of you hearing, and what it has become. Only wonder about women as you express you distaste for the blues. Yes I have heard it. You say. I care for for it. You say.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:57 (fourteen years ago)
*widows xxp
you can't put OAP'sinto an OACAN
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:58 (fourteen years ago)
rhyming adages, rotten cabbages
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:58 (fourteen years ago)
Lie to the man who asks for the news, when misheard.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:58 (fourteen years ago)
the man who tends his fenceswill never understand complex metaphors
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 00:59 (fourteen years ago)
if life gives you Ezra Pound, make him a pound cake and hope he goes away
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:00 (fourteen years ago)
a gift of pickled herring foretells no evil, lest it be delivered in a tube
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:00 (fourteen years ago)
give a man a ski, and he will be happy for a day. teach a man to ski, and he will be happy for a year.
― Pollbix, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:00 (fourteen years ago)
You can't sleep with a chicken and expect eggs for breakfast
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:01 (fourteen years ago)
Think to yourself, if a man was typing about this kind of shit for too long on a keyboard, if a man was typing about someone asking about the news on a crashed forum extra site thing, when someone asks about the news, and, think to yourself, if the man was typing about you, wonder to yourself how the man must feel making typos.
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:01 (fourteen years ago)
in the kingdom of the blinds, the "V2G for VELUX® windows" is king
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:01 (fourteen years ago)
there are no typos, only shitty words
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:01 (fourteen years ago)
Go away after you post
you can't hug your children with crab legs
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:02 (fourteen years ago)
heed ye well that whatsoever you do post into the world shall return threefold in the form of really miserable diarrhea
sail nary a nacho through the cheddar seas
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:02 (fourteen years ago)
Of all the things lost in our youth, underage drinking
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:03 (fourteen years ago)
an ox in the barn is worth two at the plow
― Pollbix, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:04 (fourteen years ago)
arthritis comes to those who wait.
― thomasintrouble, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:05 (fourteen years ago)
Early to bedearly to sleepmakes a man healthywealth and Greek
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:05 (fourteen years ago)
you really only get one chance to make out with high schoolers
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:06 (fourteen years ago)
late periods make early wrinkles
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:07 (fourteen years ago)
With closed eyes, never see, the song, of the ice cream truck
― good webinar (ha ha I'm having a fantasy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:08 (fourteen years ago)
one cannot survivewhere quarter has not been given
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:08 (fourteen years ago)
There's many a drowned rat that passes for a weasel.
― Aimless, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:08 (fourteen years ago)
when a foot speaksput a sock in it
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:09 (fourteen years ago)
There's many a weasel that passes for Tim Curry
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:09 (fourteen years ago)
slow cooked shoulder can go on the back burner
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:10 (fourteen years ago)
keep sheep with goatspour encourager les autres
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:11 (fourteen years ago)
the worst you can expect is often the best someone else plans on offering you so fuck 'em
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:12 (fourteen years ago)
put spikes on your cats as a warning to others
he who's kissed the blarney stonetalks naught but shite when he gets home
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:12 (fourteen years ago)
the last laugh is often a death cackle
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:13 (fourteen years ago)
Nobody lies who hasn't stood.
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:13 (fourteen years ago)
when the boot is other foothop you fucker hop
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:14 (fourteen years ago)
a good samaritan is a mediocre sumerian
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:16 (fourteen years ago)
all sugar corruptsabsolute sugar corrupts abcess-toothly
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:17 (fourteen years ago)
the auctioneer breeds envy; the driver breeds regret
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:19 (fourteen years ago)
those who sleep with turtles wake up with displeasure
― remy bean in exile, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:20 (fourteen years ago)
if shadows had shadows and mirrors had ears, it would look an awful lot like you
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:23 (fourteen years ago)
a man, a plan, a canal, a ram, a sam, a nam, anal
― dayo, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:23 (fourteen years ago)
save the third kiss for the freshest spring
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:25 (fourteen years ago)
there are no cookies in space
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:28 (fourteen years ago)
tits on a bull still swing the butcher's scales
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:29 (fourteen years ago)
Don't underestimate a nun with a yardstick or a priest with a protractor
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:35 (fourteen years ago)
The toad in his hole sees more than the mole in broad day.
― Aimless, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:36 (fourteen years ago)
Micturation is the answer.
― Aimless, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:37 (fourteen years ago)
By candle light a goat looks like a goat.
― Pollbix, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:40 (fourteen years ago)
we learn from mosesbut absorb from osmosis
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:42 (fourteen years ago)
there are no cheat codes in the game of life
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:49 (fourteen years ago)
CaptainBurlapSax, Get Real.
― wolves lacan sandbox ed, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:53 (fourteen years ago)
wolves lacan where foxes fear to see
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:54 (fourteen years ago)
?
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:56 (fourteen years ago)
a fever is a gift for a baker
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 02:27 (fourteen years ago)
you can only change if you want to jazzercise
― j crunchwrap supreme, Thursday, 1 December 2011 02:39 (fourteen years ago)
it takes two to tangle, but knot with a partner
― Chris S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:20 (fourteen years ago)
A bottle of brine is the handsome man's despair
― stet, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:27 (fourteen years ago)
of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, you walk into yours
― Chris S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:39 (fourteen years ago)
Drummers come and go but saxophonists go with the flow
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:47 (fourteen years ago)
Confucius say: Man with banana in pocket will win the ball game
― Pollbix, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:51 (fourteen years ago)
One dog goes one way and the other goes the other way. And this guy's saying, "Whaddya want from me?"
― Chris S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:52 (fourteen years ago)
On the internet, nobody knows you're an adage.
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:58 (fourteen years ago)
you can't break a dime if you can hardly target a garden
― Z S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 03:59 (fourteen years ago)
evergreens only fall when autumn golems swallow
newspapers tell stories, but storytellers rely on instinct
― Z S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:00 (fourteen years ago)
i'm really trying to play up the inscrutable angle, sorry
― Z S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:01 (fourteen years ago)
co-ed naked volleyball
apostrophes are the devil's tears
― not uplifting (Abbott), Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:01 (fourteen years ago)
― Z S, Thursday, December 1, 2011 4:01 AM (59 seconds ago) Bookmark Permalink
― Pollbix, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:03 (fourteen years ago)
it is always 4:43 when the time runs out
― Chris S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:04 (fourteen years ago)
You know what guys I feel like Tuomas's thread of Finnish idioms did this better than I could ever hope for.
― not uplifting (Abbott), Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:04 (fourteen years ago)
what Tuomas doesn't know won't hurt you
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:06 (fourteen years ago)
Elvis was never fat. Elvis, was never fat.
― Chris S, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:06 (fourteen years ago)
Sweet to the tired is bitter to the rested.
― forksclovetofu, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:50 (fourteen years ago)
that's far too scrutable, forksy-come-lately
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:50 (fourteen years ago)
i dunno how it could be; i don't know what it means!
― forksclovetofu, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:51 (fourteen years ago)
Come to think of it, that might indicate that I am tired.
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:52 (fourteen years ago)
how about:The river seeks its own water.Four out of five nickles are only pennies.A broken twig never gave away an innocent man.There's a place in heaven for everyone, but hell is open to all.
― forksclovetofu, Thursday, 1 December 2011 04:54 (fourteen years ago)
Unfortunately, some of my adages are more scrutable than not. It can be fun writing adages that aren't entirely random. It can be fun writing a scrutable adage with faulty pearls of stupidity because people will doubt their own interpretation for a more favorable, inscrutable interpretation - something with the possibility of having pearls of wisdom
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 07:31 (fourteen years ago)
faulty
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 08:15 (fourteen years ago)
only a churl explicates his own muddied struggle for wisdom
― Julie Lagger, Thursday, 1 December 2011 08:20 (fourteen years ago)
There is no such thing as a mistake in ceramics class
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 08:57 (fourteen years ago)
Only a baby will shake a leg for the fog man prophesies
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:11 (fourteen years ago)
it's a rare scratch can't be fair itched by a blair witch
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:33 (fourteen years ago)
every cowboy was a cowman once
― Julie Lagger, Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:39 (fourteen years ago)
The meticulous man is the tabbouleh on the meze table of life.
― ledge, Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:40 (fourteen years ago)
winner winner sheen dinner
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:43 (fourteen years ago)
Don't discriminate, inseminate
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:50 (fourteen years ago)
Hanging your soul from a telephone pole
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 09:59 (fourteen years ago)
the worst you can expect is often the best someone else plans on offering you so fuck 'em― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:12 (8 hours ago) Bookmark Permalink
― silby, Thursday, 1 December 2011 01:12 (8 hours ago) Bookmark Permalink
I resisted, but: That's the winner.
― Ou est la showaddywaddy (MarkG oo la showaddywaddy), Thursday, 1 December 2011 10:03 (fourteen years ago)
Holding out for a better looking, one-legged stripper
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 10:15 (fourteen years ago)
Staying young while working for a union is like paying for dental work under the table
― CaptainBurlapSax, Thursday, 1 December 2011 10:20 (fourteen years ago)
the head of a chicken often hid the heart of a biologist
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 10:20 (fourteen years ago)
Any time is plenty time.
― rusty flathead screwdriver, Thursday, 1 December 2011 12:00 (fourteen years ago)
Pendulums swing but prisms refract.
when life gives you lemons, make time
― stet, Thursday, 1 December 2011 13:18 (fourteen years ago)
It's better to break horses than to gallop aimlessly
― lebateauivre, Thursday, 1 December 2011 13:40 (fourteen years ago)
three sure things in lifepain, death and carrots
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 13:42 (fourteen years ago)
please don't talk about baseball
― smh, Thursday, 1 December 2011 14:27 (fourteen years ago)
possibility is a crane of deceit
― by (mennen), Thursday, 1 December 2011 14:31 (fourteen years ago)
a prussian in the russian embassyminds his p's and queues
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 14:38 (fourteen years ago)
Only if the team is behind. It just means the keeper has come out for the last corner.
― M. White, Thursday, 1 December 2011 15:15 (fourteen years ago)
^ clever
― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 1 December 2011 15:17 (fourteen years ago)
Ain't no train can train a train
― silby, Friday, 2 December 2011 17:26 (fourteen years ago)
A melon's always mighty til it's in the patch.
― camp yo lo tengo autumn sweater saturday night (rusty flathead screwdriver), Friday, 2 December 2011 17:46 (fourteen years ago)
every time a pony smiles, a beetle gets its sun chips
― horseshoe loves tom brady, Friday, 2 December 2011 17:54 (fourteen years ago)
Wear your glasses too tight, roll over all night.
― camp yo lo tengo autumn sweater saturday night (rusty flathead screwdriver), Friday, 2 December 2011 17:56 (fourteen years ago)
The world does not need a stricter teabag.
― bloating forecast: ruff swells (p much resigned to deems), Monday, 12 December 2011 15:28 (fourteen years ago)
Sounds to me like a case of the bird calling the beetle a bull.
― this cannot be changed ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, Monday, 12 December 2011 18:23 (fourteen years ago)
What use is a sideways wheel to a sleigh hound in summer?
― this cannot be changed ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, Monday, 12 December 2011 18:25 (fourteen years ago)
Coffee before you get 8on the bus will make you want to piss and cuss.
― another suggestbanite (rusty flathead screwdriver), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:00 (fourteen years ago)
uh "get on". also realize that was probably too scrutable for this thread.
― another suggestbanite (rusty flathead screwdriver), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:05 (fourteen years ago)
there ain't no funk without a mess of business
― his venerable escutcheon, Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:15 (fourteen years ago)
the salad needs to stay on the fork.
― www.myislamicdream.com (step hen faps), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:17 (fourteen years ago)
snow that falls on the heights is doomed to sigh at the torrents
― Angles that bitch (Julie Lagger), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:18 (fourteen years ago)
chicken pox before nine, you're doing fine!
― www.myislamicdream.com (step hen faps), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:20 (fourteen years ago)
the last cat is still envied by the first estate
― Angles that bitch (Julie Lagger), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:22 (fourteen years ago)
Consider your friends as a farmer considers the hedgerows
― ledge, Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:26 (fourteen years ago)
seven on a bench makes light the sitting
― bloating forecast: ruff swells (p much resigned to deems), Thursday, 15 December 2011 11:34 (fourteen years ago)
early to sleep, early to beep-beep
― another suggestbanite (rusty flathead screwdriver), Thursday, 15 December 2011 17:43 (fourteen years ago)
count not the peasants in the meadow, but rather the number of holes in their shoes
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 17:55 (fourteen years ago)
even colanders sometimes want for advice!
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 17:56 (fourteen years ago)
a cauliflower may be as a bedpost to a junebug, just as a widow loathes deer ticks
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 17:58 (fourteen years ago)
a pharmacy what never closeth is like a paintstall in April rain
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 17:59 (fourteen years ago)
marking one's words is sure to bring trouble, brief though it may be. marking one's words twice, however, is utmost folly
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:00 (fourteen years ago)
a chambermaid is never satisfied until last night's tales are recounted. a chamberpot is never satisfied until last night's ales are recanted.
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:02 (fourteen years ago)
what comes between men and valleys is best saved for a winter's long walk
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:03 (fourteen years ago)
much wisdom be wise, yet wiser still is the man who can hurl a dreidel to Tipperary
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:06 (fourteen years ago)
in the marketplace of ideas, it's often the smallest gnu which registers the first objection
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:07 (fourteen years ago)
if pornography were baseball, then umpires would be blind to all balks
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:09 (fourteen years ago)
when desperation sets in, a pile of dusty handkerchiefs surpass a repast of luncheon meat
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:11 (fourteen years ago)
he who spites his enemy is like a cheesecloth which has never befriended curds
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:12 (fourteen years ago)
When all signs point to yes, the body says no
― lebateauivre, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:12 (fourteen years ago)
when has a man ever said, "oh, if it weren't for my foot then Rome might answer to me"?
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:14 (fourteen years ago)
between time and a buyer's market, better to halve one's horse carriage
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:15 (fourteen years ago)
every widow has a granary, but not every newlywed once trod in quicksand
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:16 (fourteen years ago)
When reading a book don't flip the page too soon; the book reads you too
― lebateauivre, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:17 (fourteen years ago)
show me a rose and I'll show you a girl named Sam
― Dr Morbius, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:17 (fourteen years ago)
A loving man will desire losing, a loving woman will desire chocolate
― lebateauivre, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:18 (fourteen years ago)
every deck of cards may be filed down, but not every gambler is a prince!
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:18 (fourteen years ago)
advice may be easily whispered to a pugilist, but in reality is best saved for his tailor
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:20 (fourteen years ago)
If you want to catch birds, slam a stick into a bush
― lebateauivre, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:20 (fourteen years ago)
shopping chastens the man who loveth to spackle
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:21 (fourteen years ago)
fair ladies are like coupons for Burger King, often portenting a ring in the alcove
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:27 (fourteen years ago)
many is the heart which pineth after a Dove Bar, few are the chocolateers willing to suck soap
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:28 (fourteen years ago)
when a man visits your house clutching a jar of Vlasic Pickles to his bosom, best to burn any unsorted laundry posthaste
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:30 (fourteen years ago)
when your Rice-a-Roni begins to boil, consider a move to Detroit
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:31 (fourteen years ago)
a man without slippers may lie contentedly forever. a man without a subscription to Vanity Fair will fail to elicit hugs even from his undertaker
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:33 (fourteen years ago)
a Belorussian playing football is like a pagan turning water into Gatorade; only the gnashing of teeth can follow
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:35 (fourteen years ago)
when in the vicinity of a Wendy's Restaurant, best to pocket one's sherbet
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:37 (fourteen years ago)
why pine for McDonald's french fries, when there are children in El Dorado with no 7-11 Taquitos?
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:39 (fourteen years ago)
in the event of Pomeranians, best to urinate outside of a Motel 6
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:41 (fourteen years ago)
there are two virtues to defecating in a Sbarro's pizza. neither of them involve anchovies
counting tampons before menstruating is like petting an igloo during a heat wave-- neither will fatten your wallet or bring gladness to your heart
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:43 (fourteen years ago)
there are only three things that would-be bartenders love more than promotional coasters-- upended swizzle sticks, henna tattoos and the Delaware state lottery
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:46 (fourteen years ago)
if you meet an Udmurt on the way to the carwash, best to put down one's fruit basket and undo one's buttons
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:51 (fourteen years ago)
15 years ago the swiftest road to misery was living in a luxury apt. building employing a concierge who moonlights as a Jay Leon impersonator. nowadays it is having Arsenio Hall as your houseguest for a month
― dell, Thursday, 15 December 2011 18:57 (fourteen years ago)
Scattered are the remants of tuesday's ghost
― CaptainBurlapSax, Monday, 19 December 2011 03:53 (fourteen years ago)
Until you beat your chest to the rhythm of the snow queen don't shave your legs
― CaptainBurlapSax, Monday, 19 December 2011 04:13 (fourteen years ago)
ran adrift the reign of Thunder Balls
― CaptainBurlapSax, Monday, 19 December 2011 04:28 (fourteen years ago)
if you haven't been in a magazine, then you can't tell me anything about the law
― Z S, Monday, 19 December 2011 04:38 (fourteen years ago)
Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the groundWhere an old man of Aran goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon in the veil of the nightFor a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a rightBut he'll never, never fight over you
― ledge, Monday, 19 December 2011 09:42 (fourteen years ago)
Ears are windows to the heart.
― Billy Dods, Monday, 19 December 2011 11:41 (fourteen years ago)
Whipping shitties in the field is sure to grow next autumn's yield.
― another suggestbanite (rusty flathead screwdriver), Monday, 19 December 2011 11:47 (fourteen years ago)
you can't read the leaves in a teabag
― bloating forecast: ruff swells (p much resigned to deems), Monday, 19 December 2011 14:20 (fourteen years ago)