To carry out
the carry-out
Tae Kwon Do
to go
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
To carry out
the carry-out
Tae Kwon Do
to go
Perhaps in ale, lager, or a frappe?
As we New Englanders call the latter for a malted milk, not a shake.
Now I’m finding malt’s even an elusive ingredient in Worcestershire sauce. Along with the anchovy, which can spur a second “fond of the flavor” response.
LOWER
HIGH
STREET
Even before many folks switched to unlisted numbers, in part to evade obnoxious ding-a-ling solicitations, the annual telephone book began shrinking. The migration from landline to cell phones was apparently the final straw, along with Yellow Pages regulars who turned instead to website searches or FaceBook.
What was long a standard reference volume for local communities is now long gone.
When’s the last time you saw a phone book?
Quakers Do
Quaker Stew
Oh pour me
A poor me
Saudi Gnome
Sauvignon
What autocorrect gems have you savored?
Thinking of the phrase, “old dog owner on the walk,” I’m realizing it could mean “old human” or just “old dog.”
Or, as I typically see around here, both.
cloudy sofas already squeak