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Why I Can't Go Out With You:
I'd LOVE to, but...
-- I'm trying to see how long I can go without saying yes.
-- I'm attending the opening of my garage door.
-- The monsters haven't turned blue yet, and I have to eat more dots.
-- I'm converting my calendar watch from Julian to Gregorian.
-- I have to fulfill my potential.
-- I don't want to leave my comfort zone.
-- It's too close to the turn of the century.
-- I have to bleach my hare.
-- I'm worried about my vertical hold knob.
-- I left my body in my other clothes.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 635 of 1340 |
Why I Can't Go Out With You:
I'd LOVE to, but...
-- I've got a Friends of the Lowly Rutabaga meeting.
-- I promised to help a friend fold road maps.
-- I've been scheduled for a karma transplant.
-- I'm staying home to work on my cottage cheese sculpture.
-- It's my parakeet's bowling night.
-- I'm building a plant from a kit.
-- There's a disturbance in the Force.
-- I'm doing door-to-door collecting for static cling.
-- I'm teaching my ferret to yodel.
-- My crayons all melted together.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 636 of 1340 |
Why is it called a funny bone when it hurts so much?
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 637 of 1340 |
Why is it taking so long for her to bring out all the good in you?
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 638 of 1340 |
Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral?
It is because we are not the person involved.
-- Mark Twain
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 639 of 1340 |
Why is the alphabet in that order? Is it because of that song?
-- Stephen Wright
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 640 of 1340 |
Why isn't there a special name for the tops of your feet?
-- Lily Tomlin
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 641 of 1340 |
Why isn't there some cheap and easy
way to prove how much she means to me?
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 642 of 1340 |
Why my thoughts are my own, when they are in, but when they are out they
are another's.
-- Susanna Martin, executed for witchcraft, 1681
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 643 of 1340 |
Why not? -- What? -- Why not? -- Why should I not send it? -- Why should I
not dispatch it? -- Why not? -- Strange! I don't know why I shouldn't --
Well, then -- You will do me this favor. -- Why not? -- Why should you not
do it? -- Why not? -- Strange! I shall do the same for you, when you want
me to. Why not? Why should I not do it for you? Strange! Why not? --
I can't think why not.
-- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, from a letter to his cousin Maria,
"The Definitive Biography of PDQ Bach", Peter Schickele
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