Don't Sweat the Small Stuff in Old Age. Think

Don't Sweat the Small Stuff in Old Age. Think of a hemrhoid as a road bump on the constipation trail. Forgetting where you parked your golfcart is just an opportunity

to make a phone call from the strip joint. Well, what do you think?" The conference room was as silent as a morgue. My inspirational poster slogans inspired only horrified stares.

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us," I tried saying with a bit of verve. The stares shifted to my stomach. It roiled with

labor pains & I knew my time to give birth had drawn nigh. Everyone watched in disbelief as I lowered myself slowly to the ground, writhing in pain & cursing the father's name.

"I hate children... I HATE CHILDREN!" I moaned. Child labour is something men don't have to go through, lucky for them. The father would go to hell in due time. In due time.

Did we start off as apes? who knows, if so evolution must prevail we were given the vote Did we start of off as apes? If so evolution must prevail men must

prevail were were given the vote. Did we start off as -- George interrupted this nonsense. He knew he had to nip it, nip it in the bud.

George was curious but he wasn't bi-curious. The man in the yellow hat needed have some boundaries communicated to him.

Using a banana, George tried to demonstrate the behaviors he would not tolerate from The Man in the Yellow hat. Holding the banana behind him and pointing it at his rear end, he

then left a large, slimy poop on the banana and shoved it inside the Man in the Yellow Hat's mouth, force-feeding it to him.