Pride of lions, gaggle of geese, murder of crows. Today, I found myself wondering what the correct term is for a large gathering of putzes. It happens often enough there has to be a word for it I think.
If a policeman pulls you over, why does he ask if you know how fast you were going? If he doesn’t already know, why did he pull you over in the first place?
If my call really was important to you, wouldn’t you hire somebody to answer the damned phone?
How did they figure out that Thin Mint Girl Scout cookies could be frozen? At my house, they would all be eaten long before they got that cold and no matter how many boxes you bought.
Is there any way to reserve a rental car at an airport, fly to that airport, and get the make and model of car you reserved, instead of an “or similar?”
Can you be paranoid if everybody is out to get you?
