Questions that haunt me…
If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, then doesn’t it follow that electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models deposed, tree surgeons debarked, and dry cleaners depressed?
Why, in winter, do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? And if a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Why do croutons come in airtight packages? Aren’t they just stale bread to begin with?
Why is it that when someone tells you that there are one billion stars in the universe you believe them, but if they tell there is wet paint you have to touch it to check?
What hair color do they put on the driver’s licenses of bald men?
How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
Whatever happened to Preparations A through G?
Why do banks charge a fee due to insufficient funds, when they already know you’re broke?
So…I’ve looked at my three friends…
Yep, it must be me!
And how about you?
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Hmm. Two of my friends are…..+ me. Scary. But fun!