Hasn’t this thread gotten a little uncanny?
Is it the kind of thread that might make you pop your top?
Or blow out your flip flops?
Hey, Buddy, would you put a cork in it?!
Are you afraid he might bubble over otherwise?
Thanks to this conversation, is anybody else planning on having a beer later?
What else do you have on tap?
Dancing shoes?
Sam, do you tap dance?
Good lord, you mean you haven’t seen him?
Who here has?
You man you don’t dream about Siam on his twinkling toes? Has’nt everybody?
Would I be alone if I answered no?
What would life be, if we could not dream such things?
Would cloud-capp’d towers, gorgeous palaces, solemn temples, the great globe itself, yeah all which it inherit, dissolve and BOOM! the insubstantial pageant fades leaving not a wrack behind?
Do you work for a greeting card company?
Is there anything wrong with working for a greeting card company?
How would greeting cards read if William Shakespeare worked for Hallmark?
Would “Get well soon” be replaced with “Sorry for your untimely demise”?
Well, what can you say if you get a “Sorry for your untimely demise” card?