“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.”
“Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.”
“Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality." Emily Dickinson
I believe Dickenson was one of the first to recognize the poetic nature of one sticking pickles in one’s honker. Bravo, Emily!
We had a kid do that in elementary school, it earned him a trip the the emergency room. With the benefit of experience, I now wonder how they wrote that up for the insurance company?
Giggles are good. Thank you, BB.
Laughed out loud on this one. Just what I needed too.
Yakety Sax almost 4 years ago
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.”
“Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.”
“Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality." Emily Dickinson
Kentucky Ken Premium Member almost 4 years ago
I believe Dickenson was one of the first to recognize the poetic nature of one sticking pickles in one’s honker. Bravo, Emily!
Bruce1253 almost 4 years ago
We had a kid do that in elementary school, it earned him a trip the the emergency room. With the benefit of experience, I now wonder how they wrote that up for the insurance company?
jal333 almost 4 years ago
Giggles are good. Thank you, BB.
susanj77 almost 4 years ago
Laughed out loud on this one. Just what I needed too.