He said he needed three square meals a day .So far she’s not found him a square plate.
He said he liked to sin three times a day so they divorced and lived happily with laughter.
He used to go to Confession weekly until the priest gave him an extension to finish his list once and for all.Otherwise he’ll get a doctorate in doubt and rumour.
How do we know when the time is ripe?
The future’s not ours to flee.
Why don’t rolling stones get a gloss?
We used a milk bottle as a rolling pin but now it seems pastry is in cardboard boxes in the supermarket
I like sausage and trash once a week.
Why did any cooks boil the wrath?What do they want.. a red mist?
I threw out a loaf and my husband as well.Let him bleat to nerds.
How my heart sings 
Misty…..;) xx