I think we’d all get along if enjoyed a port together.
Any port in a storm.
A Storm is Marvelous.
That sounds Fantastic.
Is there someThing I’m missing?
Well the joke isn’t invisible, it’s a stretch to think you’re missing it.
Oof. That last post was Torchure 
Marvel-ous one, Oly!
I’m worried I’ve become very obsessed with Wonder Woman, Black Widow and Captain Marvel lately. I think I might be a heroine addict.
If Superman, Batman, and Spider-Man were put between two slices of bread, would you have a hero sandwich?
You should never trust a sandwich. They’re full of baloney.
The best place to get an Indian sandwich is at the New Delhi.
Great old New York dive, that was. We used to sit around and drink coffee and read the Delhi News.
I was sitting drinking coffee in my slippers this morning, when I thought to myself, “I really need to wash some mugs.”
I found some very old and stale coffee in the back of a cupboard I was cleaning out. It was a bag full of has-beans.
People thought my old friend the coffee dealer was a has-been, but when push came to shove, he roast to the occasion.
That’s a brewtiful story.
It’s certainly grounds for thought.
My girl Melitta seconds that – it just filter with ideas.
That strains credulity.