My Stephen Hawking book finally arrived. It’s about time.
My Stephen Hawking book finally arrived. It’s about time.
I told the tall hairy guy he couldn’t possibly be Bigfoot. Yeti insisted he was.
Just published a book with a cover made of sand spurs.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
I just cloned a grizzly.
I think that bears repeating.
“Will there be changes to the Best Tongue Twister judging criteria this year?”
“Hard to say.”
Domino’s river delivery in China failed, because their boat was a pizza junk.
They did a documentary on the old Airstream our town coverted into a compost bin.
I avoided the trailer; it contained spoilers.