A proponent of matronly wisdom and a combatant of hooligans and foolishness. Offering an eclectic collection of illustrated commentary and finding the humor in politics, religion, academics and other social constructs.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Peanuts by Charles Schulz
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, "Why me?" Then a voice answers, "Nothing personal... your name just happened to come up."
It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a kiss rang out!
“Only in math can you buy sixty cantaloupes and no one asks what is wrong with you.”
“My aunt Marian was right, but I forgot what she said.”
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