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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 2:58:23 GMT -5
When alfalfa is grown in the harvest moon, there's seldom to last 'til September or June.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:00:07 GMT -5
Winkin, Blinkin, and Nod, set out to larf at a sod.
They found themselves a sod, and larfed 'til they saw God.
When finally God they saur, they fit to larf no more,
So, when the sod did sleep, he japed them not a peep.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:01:31 GMT -5
Forevermore thou shalt weep, when clowns did sodom sheep.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:02:19 GMT -5
Thirst to perch a man no more,
When he's got him, gone for sure,
But when the man no more does weep,
He bitters thirst, and fits he keep.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:04:19 GMT -5
The Hebrides, a warm, sunny clime, they are,
All mountains, fresh garters, and warm for tar,
With wilden, tobecki, and fresh mutton lace,
The only mistention is grosvenor's pace.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:06:19 GMT -5
A daffodil, roses, and twined vines of myrtle,
I once did espy, on my grandmother's hat,
But when I did, naying, for her to here come it,
She took down her myrtle, and gave me a slap!
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:19:08 GMT -5
Drink the fruit of elderberry, and thou shalt come to smelling like a hamster.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:21:57 GMT -5
Four hundred and two score and six! No need of discernible tricks!
Insatiable hunger awaits you -- if you but do puff on the sticks!
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:22:47 GMT -5
Life and love are oft intertwined, but too rarely come to the same ends.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:23:29 GMT -5
I once knew a maid from Nantucket;
She said once, of life, "I can fuck it".
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:24:07 GMT -5
To be as free as any daughter is a gift nary a son would ask for.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:24:46 GMT -5
A blepharoplasty too often comes at the expense of one's money.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:25:49 GMT -5
The rash, intrepid crew seldom make many more discoveries than the slow, appreciative labours of others.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:26:37 GMT -5
Love's labours, once lost, can not be regained without further merit won, and strenuous fastening done.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:27:14 GMT -5
The bottom of a well seems the best place to search for one's lucre.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:28:38 GMT -5
Too often on a Saturday does the Sun come out to stay, for there's a common lout who would not take the garbage out and leaves it in to stay and swell and swelter and smell until all down the street neighbours stay away.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:29:29 GMT -5
When life comes to you, empty-handed, take life's hands and use them as your cup-holders.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:29:57 GMT -5
A borrowed penny is worth less than a saved lire.
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Post by dwarfoscar on Oct 7, 2017 3:50:28 GMT -5
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 3:52:23 GMT -5
I'm really tired, so I was just... I just felt better nonsensical aphorisms came out of me when I only make half as much sense as I usually do.  |
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:24:29 GMT -5
Even the blandest of life's pleasures can arouse us some tinct measure.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:25:06 GMT -5
Sweat too often leads one not to prosperity.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:27:41 GMT -5
Act wisely, not rashly, if one wishes wise to be without rashes.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:28:36 GMT -5
A blank canvas can have anything painted upon it. A torn canvas shows nothing but air.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:32:02 GMT -5
They are the elect that are elected. Only the nominated can live as one sine nomine.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:33:50 GMT -5
When I walk in Memphis, I don't feel the way you feel.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:34:40 GMT -5
If life is a jest, I'm still waiting on the punchline.
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:35:15 GMT -5
Fruit and vegetables make fine fibre shits for all!
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Post by Mr. Greene's October Surprise on Oct 7, 2017 19:36:10 GMT -5
A louse can be as quiet as a mouse in its own house, but only if it troubles, as it pleases, not to grouse.
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Post by Pastafarian on Oct 8, 2017 11:43:41 GMT -5
About a half hour ago my father in law said "You never know if the fat lady sings."
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