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
Frankie and Slim
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Sometimes I have the urge to throw a coconut at someone's face. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteI like number four - the Thesaurus - a synonym roil! lol
ReplyDeleteLove the chuckles on any day
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the chuckles.
ReplyDeleteLove the rose your friend gave you.
ReplyDeleteAnd the synonym roll - delicious and calory free.
Yeah... a synonym roll was definitely my fave! Cute little fellow besides.
ReplyDeleteLoved the unfortunate bears. Thanks for the smiles.
ReplyDeleteThat synonym role is just my kind of humor. I laughed myself silly.
ReplyDeleteThat's a pretty rose. I like the thesaurus eating a synonym roll :)
ReplyDeleteSmile a while time. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for these Annie. A lovely vase for your rose!
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeletethank you for laughs dear Annie ,second one is too funny lol.
ReplyDeletei adore your friend who gave you such pretty rose and how sweet of her to pick up all the thorns before