i’m really trying to play up the inscrutable angle, sorry

co-ed naked volleyball

apostrophes are the devil’s tears

co-ed naked volleyball

― Z S, Thursday, December 1, 2011 4:01 AM (59 seconds ago) Bookmark Permalink

it is always 4:43 when the time runs out

You know what guys I feel like Tuomas’s thread of Finnish idioms did this better than I could ever hope for.

what Tuomas doesn’t know won’t hurt you

Elvis was never fat. Elvis, was never fat.

Sweet to the tired is bitter to the rested.

that’s far too scrutable, forksy-come-lately

i dunno how it could be; i don’t know what it means!

Come to think of it, that might indicate that I am tired.

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.

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

faulty

only a churl explicates his own muddied struggle for wisdom

There is no such thing as a mistake in ceramics class

Only a baby will shake a leg for the fog man prophesies

it’s a rare scratch can’t be fair itched by a blair witch

every cowboy was a cowman once

The meticulous man is the tabbouleh on the meze table of life.

winner winner sheen dinner

Don’t discriminate, inseminate

Hanging your soul from a telephone pole

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

I resisted, but: That’s the winner.

Holding out for a better looking, one-legged stripper

Staying young while working for a union is like paying for dental work under the table

the head of a chicken often hid the heart of a biologist

Any time is plenty time.

Pendulums swing but prisms refract.

when life gives you lemons, make time

It’s better to break horses than to gallop aimlessly

three sure things in life

pain, death and carrots

please don’t talk about baseball

possibility is a crane of deceit

a prussian in the russian embassy

minds his p’s and queues

it is always 4:43 when the time runs out

Only if the team is behind. It just means the keeper has come out for the last corner.

^ clever

Ain’t no train can train a train

A melon’s always mighty til it’s in the patch.

every time a pony smiles, a beetle gets its sun chips

Wear your glasses too tight, roll over all night.

The world does not need a stricter teabag.

Sounds to me like a case of the bird calling the beetle a bull.

What use is a sideways wheel to a sleigh hound in summer?

Coffee before you get 8on the bus will make you want to piss and cuss.

uh “get on”. also realize that was probably too scrutable for this thread.

there ain’t no funk without a mess of business

the salad needs to stay on the fork.

snow that falls on the heights is doomed to sigh at the torrents

chicken pox before nine, you’re doing fine!

the last cat is still envied by the first estate

Consider your friends as a farmer considers the hedgerows

seven on a bench makes light the sitting

early to sleep, early to beep-beep

count not the peasants in the meadow, but rather the number of holes in their shoes

even colanders sometimes want for advice!

a cauliflower may be as a bedpost to a junebug, just as a widow loathes deer ticks

a pharmacy what never closeth is like a paintstall in April rain

marking one’s words is sure to bring trouble, brief though it may be. marking one’s words twice, however, is utmost folly

a chambermaid is never satisfied until last night’s tales are recounted. a chamberpot is never satisfied until last night’s ales are recanted.

what comes between men and valleys is best saved for a winter’s long walk

much wisdom be wise, yet wiser still is the man who can hurl a dreidel to Tipperary

in the marketplace of ideas, it’s often the smallest gnu which registers the first objection

if pornography were baseball, then umpires would be blind to all balks

when desperation sets in, a pile of dusty handkerchiefs surpass a repast of luncheon meat

he who spites his enemy is like a cheesecloth which has never befriended curds

When all signs point to yes, the body says no

when has a man ever said, “oh, if it weren’t for my foot then Rome might answer to me”?

between time and a buyer’s market, better to halve one’s horse carriage

every widow has a granary, but not every newlywed once trod in quicksand

When reading a book don’t flip the page too soon; the book reads you too

show me a rose and I’ll show you a girl named Sam

A loving man will desire losing, a loving woman will desire chocolate

every deck of cards may be filed down, but not every gambler is a prince!

advice may be easily whispered to a pugilist, but in reality is best saved for his tailor

If you want to catch birds, slam a stick into a bush

shopping chastens the man who loveth to spackle

fair ladies are like coupons for Burger King, often portenting a ring in the alcove

many is the heart which pineth after a Dove Bar, few are the chocolateers willing to suck soap

when a man visits your house clutching a jar of Vlasic Pickles to his bosom, best to burn any unsorted laundry posthaste

when your Rice-a-Roni begins to boil, consider a move to Detroit

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

a Belorussian playing football is like a pagan turning water into Gatorade; only the gnashing of teeth can follow

when in the vicinity of a Wendy’s Restaurant, best to pocket one’s sherbet

why pine for McDonald’s french fries, when there are children in El Dorado with no 7–11 Taquitos?