Braino, for the toughest clogs.
I have a sixth sense. Unfortunately it’s only an extra sense of smell.
Is a sense of humor a sixth sense? Where does it stop? Sense of style? Direction?
I met a man with kind eyes, but his mouth was an asshole.
Panic value should not be a medical term. How about “calmly deal with this situation immediately” value? Medical personnel shouldn’t lose their cool in an emergency.
Which is it, “In for a penny, in for a pound” or “Don’t throw good money after bad?”
How can it be good to have a big heart but bad to have an enlarged heart?
I have arrhythmia of the heart. And of the feet, legs, and arms.
A tender heart makes one a good person. A tenderized heart makes one a dead person.
How is “Your heart’s in the right place” a compliment? It just sounds like good news from the cardiologist. If your heart is in the wrong place you’re screwed. Particularly if it’s in the microwave.
If your heart is in the right place you’re screwed. I’ll say no more. What else is there to say? The double meaning is self evident, but I’ll mention it anyway.
Damn, Scott. You’re on fire!!!
Ooooohhhhh… that’s subtle, Kev.
So mu comment is awaiting moderation? You really expect moderation from me??? Bwahahahahahaha.
Well I’m glad you cleared up the fact that you hadn’t made a comment about the lost continent of Mu (which is rumored to have artifacts in the waters surrounding Kaua’i).
You may now mock and belittle me for spelling “mu comment” instead of “my comment.” Me no type good. Keep writing pieces like this one, though, and you’ll have a stand-up act.
Unfortunately, given the current practices of financial institutions in America, once you’re in for a penny you’re in for a pound whether you like it or not!
Why doesn’t anyone ever talk about a seventh sense? Or an eighth? These so-called psychics really limit themselves. Did nobody ever receive more than one extra sense?