EBW's pointless ruminations for the day

[Weevil]

I think that if I were to be one of the village people I'd want to be the cowboy.

The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face.

 

[Angel]

Ok, but can I see you wearing just chaps, cowbow boots and hat?

 

[Mistress]

Laughs

 

[Weevil]

It's true that every time you hear a bell, an angel gets its wings. But what they don't tell you is that every time you hear a mouse trap snap, and Angel gets set on fire.

If you're in a war, instead of throwing a hand grenade at the enemy, throw one of those small pumpkins. Maybe it'll make everyone think how stupid war is, and while they are thinking, you can throw a real grenade at them.

 

[Angel]

I've yet to get my wings, although my halo has gotten pretty tarnished over the years.

 

[Weevil]

I think real love is when you blow off a dinner party you were supposed to go with your Fiancee to get drunk and watch the seventh game of the Stanley Cup finals and she comes back with some lasagna she saved for you.

I almost didn't notice the note attached that said "Enjoying the Hangover, knucklehead???"

 

[Weevil]

Would we like Doughnuts more or less if they were pronouncee Dognuts?