here are some sticky little thoughts that have been clinging to my brain recently:
1. If there are antelopes, are there prolopes? Postlopes?
2. I used to think that the street signs that say "Do Not Pass" meant that you couldn't go past them, and that each and every time we did, we were breaking the law.
3. If you had an affair with your foot doctor, you could have a podiatryst!
4. It's really sexy when a hot, young thing is rolling her laundry around in her granny cart and then the cart hits a rut and the cart, laundry, girl and the cake (for Rosh Hashannah dinner) go sprawling across the sidewalk, right?
RIGHT??
And, surprisingly, I'm not on hold anymore. But the hold music's stuck in my head. Rude.
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Would an antelope be something that doesn't lope?
Not the most creative name, in that case.
"Hey Socrates, look at that thing over there. It sure is... not slow..."
No, silly, that's a cantaloupe!
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