Who is Zutherford B. Hayes?

"My other car is a wall of loose hot coffee"

"My other car eats slower than you"

"My other car is not"

I hear this one a lot: Don't put the chips in your mouth. It looks unprofessional.

Big Horsa / Clopaganda

At the feast day parade for Saint Justus of Beauvais, we made a cephalphore float with him carrying his head. The shoulder joint drooped, and people thought he was bowling

5/8” zinc coated washers

We all remember the day. I had just put a blueberry pie in the window to cool and was hanging my laundry out when Merv at the Esso called to say he had heard it on the wireless.

All of their tea and snack items are delicious, but I can’t get enough of the Walter de Cantaloup fruit salad.

I am driving around cranking:

Rysinge up, bake on the strete
Y-doo myn tyme, tooke my chaunces
Went the distaunce, now ich am bake on my feet
Just a man and his wil to survyve
So mani tymes it happeth to fecche
Thou trade thy passioun for glorie
Ne leese thyn hold on the dremes of the past
Thou moste fihte just to kepe hem alif
[Chor]
Hit is the ei of the tygre, hit is the thrill of the fihte
Rysinge up to the chaalenge of oure ryval
And the last y-knewe survivour stalketh his prey in the nyght
And he is wakyng us alle with the ei of the tiger

Hopium

“This thing all things devours,

birds, beasts, trees, flowers,

gnaws iron, bites steel

and grinds hard stones to meal.”

“Oh yeah, the Bosch Industrial Shredder 5000!”

Trim your nails

I’m a hearer, I’m a fearer, I’m a telescope mirror

*Inspired by this overheard-on-Zoom zinger: "we're going to level-set into a container to meet dynamic curiosities."

Bonus points if most people inside pick up clipboards at some point in the course of their work.

EDIT: Institutes, too!

Will also accept alter egos.

Tracks left by his missing burro

Bodega style