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Dear Paul
As a successful film producer,
I spend my days with people
such as Leonardo Dicaprio,
Brad Pitt,and Meryl Streep.
But none of those days
mean as much to me as our days
at the Lewis Carroll School of Logic.
I was a virgin when I went to college
but then a girl named Paulette met
a boy named Paul.
He became a CarPeo and then
there was a Mrs. CarPeo
who may or may not like
the picture of me
that I promised
to send you.
You always
wanted me
to shake my
moneymaker.
Unforgetably Yours,
Paulette Petard
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It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...
The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Another view of ray gun and dinsaur!
ReplyDelete(Horse's chicken-feathered arse)
ReplyDelete(grumble, grumble, grumble)
SOB
Oh, Carol
DeleteYou flatter me much too much
Sincerely,
Paulette Petard
I will flatten you
ReplyDeleteRound 1 goes to Carol
ReplyDeleteIt was a knockout!
ReplyDeleteEnough said.
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