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“I’m burning aromatic substances,” said Tom, incensed.

.. drawing the eye… like a magnet

Donation: A country full of female deer.

Organic Farm: Tilling like it is.

Matrimony: The splice of life.

Hell is a place where the motorists are French, the policemen are German, and the cooks are English.

“I can’t march any more!” the soldier called haltingly.

Laziness: The habit of resting before you get tired.

Dirty laundry is coming home to roost.

Do you follow where I'm coming from?

Diplomat: A person who can juggle a hot potato long enough for it to become a cold issue.

Conscience gets a lot of credit that belongs to cold feet.

“I told you not to ride that horse,” Tom nagged.

“Take me to the dance,” Mary bawled.

A year ago Gerald Ford was unknown throughout America; now he’s unknown throughout he world.

I'm traveling incoherent.

Silence: Having nothing to say and saying it.

Hey, watch this!

That man is a real charmer, a regular Don Coyote.

He is so fat… people jump over him rather than go around.

Death is nature’s way of saying “Howdy.”