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
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Love all the funnies and that first one is spot on. I laughed out loud.
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I love the old car guy one.
ReplyDeleteThanks (a lot) for these smiles.
ReplyDeleteAh...all new to me. I am an old person, so do not know how these all are new!
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha, getting paid by the hour is my fave!
ReplyDeleteThe diesel engine without wheels is my fav.
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