Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Very 😁 funny
ReplyDeleteToo funny and I might have to rethink the salad thing!
ReplyDeleteThe cow and the perm made me laugh out loud.
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I have to say I love ALL OF THEM!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smiles. I am not cut out to be an emotional therapy dog either.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! Wonderful, all of them.
ReplyDeleteGood ones!
ReplyDeleteI can say salad hasn't made me skinny.
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