The comics section in the morning newspaper always gives me pause and a chance to reflect on important questions that arise while I’m having my coffee.
For example:
If I want to find the perfect, one-in-million woman of my dreams, do I have to dream a million dreams?
If my butt is so fat that I can jump in the air and land on my buttocks without it hurting, can that be considered a super power?
If ozone is such a problem, why’d they ever invent it in the first place?
If the congregation at a sermon keeps quiet, doesn’t that encourage them to fall asleep?
I’m just saying …
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