By Neena Strichart
Publisher
We’ve had a cold/flu bug run through our office like a freight train. It has passed from one to the other while I did my best to dodge, bob and weave. I was able to avoid the bug until Sunday night–bam!– it got me. So, instead of writing something extremely meaningful and life altering, I will save my strength and instead share an email I received from my “cousin” Lynette. Enjoy!
He who jumps off a bridge in Paris is in Seine.
A man’s home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.
Dijon vu–the same mustard as before.
A hangover is the wrath of grapes.
Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?
Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.
When two egoists meet, it’s an I for an I.
A bicycle can’t stand on its own because it is two tired.
Definition of a will: A dead give away.
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
In democracy your vote counts. In feudalism your count votes.
She was engaged to a boyfriend with a wooden leg but broke it off.
A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
If you don’t pay your exorcist, do you get repossessed?
With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.
When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.
The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.
You feel stuck with your debt if you can’t budge it.
Every calendar’s days are numbered.
A lot of money is tainted–it taint yours and it taint mine.
A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.
A midget fortune-teller who escapes from prison is a small medium at large.
Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.
Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.
Santa’s helpers are subordinate clauses.
Acupuncture is a jab well done.
Have a blessed Easter!
