Mike du Jour by Mike Lester for February 08, 2021

Is her name Ashley?

I had a professor once (anyone else?) who said the only acceptable excuse for missing and not taking his mid-term exam was if you showed up in a hearse.

Her name is F’urn.

or Urnestine…

She can’t stay late… She’s diurne.

I had a freshman writing class in the winter of 1962 with a Japanese professor. One kid walked in the first day and announced in a loud voice, “remember Pearl Harbour!” That kid didn’t come back to the next class. He also didn’t appear on campus after that.

Better LATE than never…..I thought you would never get your ash here!

Now’s the time to show her how smooth and slick you are, Mike. Toss the Vase a line.

I urn for you.

You’re going to have to urn your goodnight kiss.

I think he made a grave mistake in terms of where he answered the personal ad.

My first read was the urn was a fancy serving of latte.

I could call that a grave error.

If she’s Greek, he can write odes to her.

Relax, Mike. She’s Venetian, but she’s ’armless.

Too late.

Hey! Lay off, the woman came from her death bed, rather than being a no-show.

Carbon Miranda

Ceniza Polvo