Humor: Best of Fortunes for Tuesday February 5, 2008

Old age is too high a price to pay for maturity.
Old age is too high a price to pay for maturity.

Each night Father fills me with dread When he sits on the foot...
Each night Father fills me with dread When he sits on the foot of my bed; I'd not mind that he speaks In gibbers and squeaks, But for the seventeen years he's been dead. -- Edward Gorey

There was a young person of Kent Who was famous wherever...
There was a young person of Kent Who was famous wherever he went. All the way through a fuck, He would quack like a duck, And he crowed like a cock when he spent.

If you fail to plan, plan to fail.
If you fail to plan, plan to fail.