Thenk Yew Verra Much
Preparing for the “Elvis Look-alike Open Mike Night,” Steve practiced his bow and his “thenk yew verra much” sign-off. How could it get any better than that?
Preparing for the “Elvis Look-alike Open Mike Night,” Steve practiced his bow and his “thenk yew verra much” sign-off. How could it get any better than that?
Glen had appreciated his parents’ confidence that he could fly, and the on-line tutorial was encouraging, but still, that first leap from the tree was a little intimidating . . .
When Gilbert (The Fluffy One) heard on Oprah that the human females preened and got all spiffy looking to attract the males, all he could say was “Inconceivable . . .!”
Mating season was short, thought Brandi, and you had to look your best to find the right guy. That wind just wasn’t helping . . .
Junie had saved for months to buy the yellow Jimmy Choo’s; maybe she should have bought the Doc Martens instead . . .
Like a lot of guys after a few post game beers, Jimmy couldn’t help but brag–“Mine’s bigger than yours is . . .”