So up here in dar Minnesota itsa been a bit cold, ya know. Like 0 to -17 F. Kinda refreshing, dontcha ya know.
In lieu of a full blog entry, I give you Great Thoughts That Refresh and Elucidate. Word.
The immutable Jack Handy doth speaketh true words:
The wise man can pick up a grain of sand and envision a whole universe.But the stupid man will just lie down on some seaweed and roll around until he's completely draped in it.Then he'll stand up and go, "Hey, I'm vine man."
If you're in a war, instead of throwing a hand grenade at the enemy, throw one of those small pumpkins. Maybe it'll make everyone think how stupid war is, and while they are thinking, you can throw a real grenade at them.
I'm telling you, just attach a big parachute TO THE PLANE ITSELF! Is anyone listening to me?!
For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: Why not add a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness.
When the age of the Vikings came to a close, they must have sensed it. Probably, they gathered together one evening, slapped each other on the back and said, "Hey, good job."
I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a hand?" - you can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."
Hee, hee
In lieu of a full blog entry, I give you Great Thoughts That Refresh and Elucidate. Word.
The immutable Jack Handy doth speaketh true words:
The wise man can pick up a grain of sand and envision a whole universe.But the stupid man will just lie down on some seaweed and roll around until he's completely draped in it.Then he'll stand up and go, "Hey, I'm vine man."
If you're in a war, instead of throwing a hand grenade at the enemy, throw one of those small pumpkins. Maybe it'll make everyone think how stupid war is, and while they are thinking, you can throw a real grenade at them.
I'm telling you, just attach a big parachute TO THE PLANE ITSELF! Is anyone listening to me?!
For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: Why not add a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness.
When the age of the Vikings came to a close, they must have sensed it. Probably, they gathered together one evening, slapped each other on the back and said, "Hey, good job."
I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a hand?" - you can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."
Hee, hee