Bliss by Harry Bliss for October 23, 2020

She’s out of your league.

She’s too stoned.

I wouldn’t bother with her. She’s too set in her ways.

Besides, I think it would be a pretty rocky relationship.

I guess you’ve hit rock bottom.

He’s a mood rock, and the mood is desperation.

Rocks don’t get antsy like this. (Which is why they almost never have panic attacks.)

Conversation is for them a looooonnnngggg game. It can take even a talkative one a thousand years to pronounce the rockish word for hello.

There is patience in the earth, dignity in stone.

she just takes him for granite…

Sounds like an old Cell phone commercial …

Now, say, if you turned into a diamond…

Rocking the singles bar?

I don’t know why but I had oysters in mind, until I read everyone else’s comments.

Keep at it Steve. Someday it will get funny.

Rocky relationship.

What a bunch of schist!

Gotta feel sorry for the poor rock beside him who has to answer the same question over and over ad infinitum and can’t leave!

She must be sleeping not to notice an attractive rock like that one.

“It’s just as well. She’s dumber than a box of us!”

Rock on, dude!

Unbelievable. He’d have a much better appreciation of geological time than that.

gonna rock around the clock tonight……get her some Rocky Road ice cream.