First comes pencil, then comes sentence;
Then come decades of repentance.

fly by night, flow by note

vive la dissonance

map spam

another newscaster slip: “perpetrate his legacy” for “perpetuate his legacy”

noxious nixies

The path of righteousness is straight and narrow; that’s how you can tell that it’s evil.

Here’s the church, and here’s the state:
Ready, set, regurgitate.

First there is no mountain, then you can’t get rid of the damn thing.

My sister was relentlessly hostile to me for trying to address family problems. “We know daddy is an alcoholic,” she once snapped at me, “we don’t need to talk about it.”

What happened to my nice wisteria?
Did you do that? By what criteria?

(Posted by Doug Skinner)