If you have one foot in the grave and graves are six feet under, wouldn’t that make you an amputee? Unless you’re really tall, in which case you probably won’t fit into the coffin.
It’s easy to give parenting tips when you have no children of your own. That’s what I like about it.
If no man is an island, how do they explain the Isle of Man? Evidently, no men are islands but some islands are men.
Money can’t buy happiness is a common claim among amateur philosophers. Turns out, however, that the saying doesn’t apply to shallow dirtbags. If they get money, they’re likely to be happy as clams. That’s another thing. Why are clams thought to be so happy? Is it because the shape of their shells crudely resembles a human smile? That seems presumptuous. What if the shell actually approximates teeth gritted in rage? It appears many fallacious assumptions have been made about clams, which probably means a lot of distraught clams aren’t getting the help they really need.
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