Knock knock. Who’s there? Control freak. Con— OK, now you say, “Control freak who?!”
Our furnace went out Friday. The furnace guy came today, but couldn’t fix it without a part. Our house has been around 56°F for four days and might be for another two weeks.
Practice your ledger-domain.
My son was born with 12 fingers (polydactyly – my father had it, too). A few hours after the birth a nurse came into my wife’s recovery room and we asked the “stork bites” on his face. She replied “He’s fine. All that matters is that he’s got 10 fingers and 10 toes, right?” I gave her a glower and told her he had 12 fingers. Her jaw dropped and she slunk away apologizing.
Why those little snipperwhappers.
Not just a different species, an entirely different phylum.
No wonder. He still has a wall phone.
A funny bird is the pelican, his beak holds more than his belican. (O. Nash)