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I THINK THEY SHOULD CONTINUE the policy of not giving a Nobel Prize for
paneling.
-- Jack Handley, The New Mexican, 1988.
😯
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy
thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. Thy navel
is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap
of wheat set about with lillies.
Thy two breasts are like two young roses that are twins.
[Song of Solomon 7:1-3 (KJV)]
😲
On the night before her family moved from Kansas to California, the little
girl knelt by her bed to say her prayers. "God bless Mommy and Daddy and
Keith and Kim," she said. As she began to get up, she quickly added, "Oh,
and God, this is goodbye. We're moving to Hollywood."
🙄