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Person A: "Knock knock!"
Person B: "Who's there?"
Person A: "A lotta men."
Person B: "'A lotta men' who?"
Person A: (strums guitar to the tune of Bee Gees' "Holiday")
"Millions of eyes can see"
"Yet why am I so blind?"
"When the someone else is me"
"It's unkind, it's unkind--"
Person B: "Wait! Where's the 'A lotta men'?"
Person A: (strums guitar)
"Pee, pee-pee pee-pee-pee..."
One of the slogans there said, "Their satisfaction is in your hands."
(Based on a true story my dad shared with us years ago, with him as one of the attendees.)
She was in the Nile.
Nine months later, she became a mummy.
There were two boys who stumbled upon a lake.
Lo and behold! In it, they saw Medusa bathing by herself.
The two boys watched for a while until the first one said, panicking,
"Hey, I think we should get away from here quick."
"Why?" asked the second.
"Didn't you hear that staring at Medusa turns those who look into stone?"
"What about it?"
"Something between my legs just got hard."
She's tired of being roasted.
Unfortunately, Queen Medb ran away as soon as the photographer told them to say "Cheese!".
Then stay tuned.
As a Filipino who lives in the countryside, I'm genuinely, pleasantly surprised whenever a Hollywood movie or an American documentary or feature shows a typical farm scene in the US.
Huge tracts of arable land, filled with so many crops.
So many healthy, grazing cattle and horses, and well-fed pigs, chicken, and other animals grown for their meat.
Tractors and combine harvesters making harvest so easy.
Even the farmers themselves live in homes that would be considered "rich" or "well-off" in my country. We could even say the typical American farmer is a damn wealthy person.
Meanwhile, in ours, most farmers are living in dirt-poor homes.
Which is why I wonder: how do American farmers manage to be at least well-off as farmers?