My buddy, Harold, just did a HUGE favor for me, so I wrote him back a very happy e-mail (“You’re a saint! A SAINT, I tell you!!!” and the like) and ended it with “may you get laid in the near future!” I added this last bit because that seemed like something a young singel guy would want.
THis got me thinking, what other “blessings” or whatever you call them would you give or want to receive? Some that pop into my mind:
May your panty-lines never show!
May you find a $20 on the sidewalk today!
May your MST3K tapes never break!
May you get all the money you requested for Christmas!
“May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warmly upon your face, and the rain fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, may the Lord hold you in the hollow of His hand.” An oft quoted Gaelic blessing.
I like “May the wind at your back never mess up your hair.”
“May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been, the foresight to know where you’re going, and the insight to know when you’re going too far.”
“May you be in Heaven a half hour before the Devil knows you’re dead!”
“May you never be taken to be sillier than you want to be or more seriously than you think you are”
“May this blessing make more sense to you than it does to me”
“May all your accidents be happy”
“May you look happier than you have a right to be, and feel happier than you look”
“May your injuries heal before anyone adds insult to them”
Grelby - - you mean “The Ref” the movie? If so - - it’s one of my favorites!
“Santa can’t drink any more milk tonight. Santa has a lactose intolerance, it gives him horrible gas pains. You wanna see Santa farting down everyone’s chimney?”
“From now on the only person who yells is me. Why? Because I have a gun, okay? People with guns can do whatever they want. Married people without guns, for instance, you, do not yell. Why? No guns!”
Oh wait - you meant ref as in reference - - here ya go…
Gimlet limped over to the two boggies and forced a smile
“Pox vobiscum. May you eat three balanced meals a day and have healthful, regular bowel movements.”
“How comes it”, said Arrowroot, “that we meet in this strange land ?”
“It is a tale long in the telling”, said Pepsi, pulling out a sheaf of notes
“Then save it” said Goodgulf.