A friend of mine used to raise a certain breed of fowl, and I always thought the breed"s name would make a good expletive. If I hit my thumb with a hammer, I’d yell “Oh, Saxony ducks!”
I spend a lot of time at a horse farm. I keep thinking the best way to clean paddocks in the winter is to borrow one of those machines that driving ranges use to gather up golf balls.
I retired several years ago. Now on those rare occasions when dressing business casual would be appropriate, I pull out my work duds and exclaim in horror, “I can’t believe I wore these rags!”
A friend of mine used to raise a certain breed of fowl, and I always thought the breed"s name would make a good expletive. If I hit my thumb with a hammer, I’d yell “Oh, Saxony ducks!”