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
So many funny LOLs here, especially the Laser Eye Surgery parking lot, the professional look with glasses, "chicken soup," the KKK meeting, the marathon, and Photo of the Year!
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So many funny LOLs here, especially the Laser Eye Surgery parking lot, the professional look with glasses, "chicken soup," the KKK meeting, the marathon, and Photo of the Year!
ReplyDeleteLotsa funnies. Thanks. The beach umbrellas are a tad spooky. Linda in Kansas
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahahahaha on all of them. My favorites, you're my everything. You're my can opener. I spewed my coffee.
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