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Shreerang Narawane
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Birds of a feather flock together . . .and then crap on your car.
A penny saved is a government oversight.
The
real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the
right time, but also to leave unsaid thewrong thingat the tempting
moment.
The
older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your
body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.
The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
He who hesitates is probably right.
Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are XL.
If you think there is good in everybody, youhaven't met everybody.
If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.
The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble.
There's
always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. For
example,I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't
hurt.
Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words 'The' and 'IRS' together it spells 'Theirs.'
Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
Some
people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know
'why' I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads
weren't paved.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to your youth, think of Algebra.
You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
One
of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a
nice change from being young. Ah, being young is beautiful, but being
old is comfortable.
First
you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up
your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down.
Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. Today, it's called golf.
Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth . . . . . . .AMEN! |
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