Back from Hi School Lit:
Difference in Poetry and Prose:
Poetry: Luna cast her lambent rays through the stained-glass window making dappled patterns on Gwyndolyn’s fair breast.
Prose: The moon shone through the dirty window making spots on Jane’s pale chest.
Their work is already done. Luann is ready to move on with the process herself.
If the front legs of 10-ton elephant are running at 50 miles per hour, what are the back legs doing?
Hauling Butt!
Sorry, way old joke from the 60’s.
The blind leading the blind, and they all fall into a ditch.
A good left hook should do it!
He looks like a skinny scarecrow with his arms out like that.
What we have here is a failure to communicate (Cool Hand Luke), in this case from two people being hard of listening.
Sacrificial vegetables: You buy them because they are good for you. But you always find something tastier to eat. Finally, they spoil, and you can throw them out with a clear conscious. Then you buy more, because they are good for you…
Search on ‘they were full of shaving cream song.’
Shaving Cream by Benny Bel
‘They said I was full of…Shaving Cream, Be Nice and Clean.’
From back when lyrics were much more restricted than now.
So, we have two more that are full of…
Stupendously Stupid-Man risking turning Baby-Sitter-Girl into Lioness-Lady RRRRR
Back from Hi School Lit:
Difference in Poetry and Prose:
Poetry: Luna cast her lambent rays through the stained-glass window making dappled patterns on Gwyndolyn’s fair breast.
Prose: The moon shone through the dirty window making spots on Jane’s pale chest.