Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Musings....
Why is it that no matter what color of bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why is it that no plastic garbage bag will open from the end you first try?
How do those dead bugs get into those closed light fixtures?
Considering all the lint you get in your dryer, if you kept drying your clothes would they eventually just disappear?
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
Is it true that the only difference between a yard sale and a trash pickup is how close to the road the stuff is placed?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you to do it?
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends ... if they're okay, then it's you.
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