Broom Hilda by Russell Myers for November 10, 2010

I like Irwin’s take on it.

I read a book once where the rocks where very intelligent.

They’re almost as stupid as you Nerwin.

Irwin is so good-hearted (most of the time, anyway), he tends to speak in platitudes.

Sure. Blame the rock, Broomie. The poor rock.

You can’t get blood from a stone, but a stone can get blood from you.

Rock on Broomie, rock on.

Rocks are our friends.

I wonder if paper or scissors are any smarter…

the rock wasn’t stupid. It knew enough to jump in front of Broomie and trip her.

“It knew enough to jump in front of Broomie and trip her.”

It didn’t jump, it had been lying there for hundreds of thousands of years, waiting for her. Rocks’ plans aren’t complicated, but they’re deep…

Hmmm… Which is stupider, a single rock, or a box of them? And is a box of rocks stupider than a bag of hammers, or smarter? What about a sack full of wet mice?

I just heard some guy say it once. His dog tried to jump through the back window of his car, but the window wasn’t open. As the dog slid down to the pavement, he (the guy, not the dog) said “He’s a great dog, but he’s about as sharp as a sack full of wet mice.” The phrase stuck with me for about 20 years (so far).

Well of course, @fritzoid. Wet mice aren’t sharp - they’re smooth and slippery.

And squishy.