Who put the bop in the bop she bop she bop?
I didn’t realize that God picked sides. And how do you know whose side he’s on?
I’m surprised that he never thought of that before. It seems like such a perfect fit!
That’s exactly why I never got my driver’s license. Under pressure I have a hard time telling my left from my right. I didn’t want to try it in a moving vehicle.
I find that this usually works, “Please tell me your name! I’ve forgotten it!”
I still dream. I’ve just recalibrated my dreams so they’re more realistic and achievable.
An optimist.
Assuming the dog isn’t fixed of course.
Maybe he’s not a swan. He could be a blue-footed booby. They don’t mate for life either.
I once saw an inspirational message that missed the mark. It said “Today is the last day of the rest of your life”. Cheery, isn’t it?
Who put the bop in the bop she bop she bop?