Did you hear about the corduroy pillows? They’re making lots of headlines.
That’s been known for years. Are you only just now cottoning on to that fact?
Spoons, you *boll * me over.
I suppose that’s not really about a fabric, but this is a thread of flax standards.
You guys and your cotton-pickin’ puns!
I know that liking puns stems from somewhere, but I’ll be danged if I can get to the root of it.
It was planted in each of us long ago.
That’s a long row to hoe.
As I’ve said in another thread – who you callin’ a ho’?
You do seem to be somewhat of a rake.
And you seem to be the type to call a spade a spade.
Keep on and we’re gonna need a shovel.
You guys obviously learned how to garden by trowel and error.
I can dig that fact.
Just don’t dig up any dirt on me.
At the coffee shop, my coffee tasted awful. “This tastes like mud,” I said.
“That’s funny,” said the barista. “It was ground this morning.”
That’s grounds for murder.
Probably justifiable homicide where panache45 is from, but I’d expect to see the French press charges.
Did the conversation change again? That’s what I get for showing up latte.
I was worried you might have been mugged on the way.