A certain man passing through a city said:
“Why should I tell you how to do it when I can’t do it myself?”
And the other man, who had originally approached him in the matter, replied:
“Oh, I’m so sorry, I thought you were some sort of official person around here,
and would not be so restrained.”
Many of the religiously car-conscious of this world think of heaven as being a place that has a body shop for the mind.
Philosophy that is serious for much longer than five minutes can poison you.
(“Daddy, how come the government doesn’t require warning labels on minds?”
“Why son, they wouldn’t even know what you’re talkin’ about.”)
Life’s little way of providing a horrendous example, a comparison to which, makes even the humblest of individuals “Look Good.”
(“Daddy, how did we get to be such ‘individuals’?”
“Runs in the family, my boy…runs in the family.”)
Interior Decorating News:
A man’s personality is like his individual motif – most people’s crown molding is faux.
(Well, hey, Mister Smarty-Pants – who told you to look up here anyway?”)