My wife said "You know the one. She's young;

My wife said "You know the one. She's young; attractive." Alarm bells went off. Feign ignorance, & you're busted. Express confirmation, & you're busted. I said "You mean yourself?"

"No, not myself," she retorted. Walking briskly away, I had no choice but to follow her.

the truth, and if they dare, you'll most likely regret it. I spun the bottle and when it stopped, its neck pointed toward Talking Dog #7. "Truth or dare," he sniggered. It was the

wolf in him (if you believe in evolution) that made Talking Dog #7 snigger at telling the truth. Dogs lying all started with that story The Boy Who Cried Wolf. The game of spin the

donkey by the tail was going well until the donkey kicked Talking Dog #7. "We know that donkey kicking is a core exercise," said TD7's lawyer. "Exhibit 1: The donkey's abs. Clearly

the lawyer was imitating Matlock. He had smokey white hair, weepy eyes and Southern Charm. He said, "Woooeee, boy that is mighty fine." A lot. His client was a Donkey, which only

improved his case with the jury. "Dear friends, you see before you a sad little donkey whose only possession was his tail. In this case of Eeyore vs. Winnie the Pooh, we will find

Pooh Bear guilty of felonious larceny for removing said tail not only from my client's behind, but physically transporting it out of 100 Acre Wood Wood and into the possession of

Iraqi rebels who would condemn my client's bare bodkin. Our aim, your honor, is to give Pooh Bear here the Hannibal Lector treatment. Trolley, straitjacket, muzzle and the rest.