Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Gentle thoughts



 

 

 

 

 

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    Gentle Thoughts for Today -

    •  When I'm feeling down, I like to whistle. It makes the neighbor's dog run to the end of his chain and gag himself.

    • A penny saved is a government oversight.

    • The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.

    • The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.

    • The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement .

    • He who hesitates is probably right.

    • Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are  XL.'

    • If you think there is good in everybody, you
    haven't met everybody.  

     

    • If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.

    • The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble.

    • There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it.  For example I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt.

    • Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words 'The' and 'IRS' together it spells 'Theirs.'

    • Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

    • The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

    • Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know 'why' I look this way.  I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.

    • When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to your youth, think of Algebra.

    • You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.

    • One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.  Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

    • Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft.  Today, it's called golf

    • Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth . . . . . . . . . AMEN!

     

 


 

 

 



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