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Choir: A group of people whose singing allows the rest of the Congregation to lip-sync.

He looked very thin and emancipated.

Beware of the half truth… you may have gotten hold of the wrong half.

Three stages of sex in a man’s life: Tri Weekly, Try Weekly, and Try Weakly.

Everybody and his dog was there.

Funeral: A pageant whereby we attest our respect for the dead by enriching the undertaker, and strengthen our grief by an expenditure that deepens our groans and doubles our tears.

“We can’t have this and eat it too,” said Tom archaically.

If he were alive today, he’d be turning over in his grave.

Abdicate: To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

Counsel: Advice with a price tag.

There's light at the end of this rainbow.

Adverse: Promotional jingle.

Democracy is three wolves and a sheep voting on what’s for lunch.

We drove around and looked at some apartments, and then we looked at some condoms.

A drunkard is like a whiskey-bottle, all neck and belly and no head.

Now that the ball is in our court, let's go for the touchdown.

“My fellow Americans,” boomed Ronald Reagan, “I have just signed legislation to outlaw the state of Russia for ever…”

If sex doesn't scare the cat, you're not doing it right.

Imagination: What puts men in asylums unless they are crazy enough to put it down on paper or canvas.

Garage: An attic on a lower level.

“It’s an actual parameter, not a formal parameter,” was Tom’s argument.