Bumpin sniffles, bumpin cough. Third time this season. Bumpin pissed off.
Get bumpin’ well soon.
Third time’s the bumpin’ cure, boson. Get well.
Best wishes to all who are suffering bumpin’ colds–or just plain cold.
And best wishes to all who are just bumpin’ suffering.
Bumped to say that it is dull and overcast here.
Bumpin’ rain.
You can bump through it, Beck.
There’s always more bumpin’ paperwork.
A very rainy weekend, turning into bumpin’ lake effect snow.
Should be a nice weekend here. No bumpin’ snow in the forecast.
Nice to be bumpin’ in a warm house.
“Count your bumpin’ blessings”, Ol’Granny used to say.
An early rainy Friday bump.
Bumped, just because. It’s Friday, but I have to work this weekend.
Just another bump.
Maybe when I’m fully awake. Can’t math now.
Oh, hey, bump rhymes with toxic waste dump. I’m glad I don’t live in a toxic waste dump. That’s one.
My bed doesn’t bump
Because the mattress has no lump!
My garden doesn’t bump
Because the soil has no clump!
Have we arrived at a time,
When we’re going to bump in rhyme?
What better way to bump,
When the thread was in a slump?