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Musing With Mitch
by Mitchell Kobriger
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Before I got that orthopedic lift, every time I tried to move quickly, I'd travel in a little circle. Thanks, modern medicine!
I wonder why you never hear of a correspondence school with a good football team.
If you think about it, combs and brushes pretty much do the same thing -- although I'm sure my barber would have a thing or two to say about that.
"Godzilla" is the word that keeps coming into my mind. "Godzilla." See? There it is again!
Don't give me that Austrian crap -- the guy's a Kraut.
"Survivor," my ass. Those punks wouldn't last a week in Mitch's windowless basement studio apartment.
Corn Pops should be included in the food pyramind's vegetable group -- or at least in the grains group.
For my money, if you've got a beer gut, a hairy beer gut is the way to go.
My remote control has too many buttons. There should only be three of them: the menu display button, the previous channel button and the number two.
Idea! Someone should start a magazine that appeals to both car enthusiasts and butterfly collectors.
Why hasn't Hollywood put out a movie about a guy, a gal and an elephant seal?
Whatever happened to all that solar energy everybody used to talk about?
Mitch's favorite way to end a sentence? With a period. Period.
If there's a trick to getting scalp hair to grow in evenly over scar tissue, I'd sure like to know it.
A Bowie knife is just plain overkill when it comes to clearing ear wax.
Groping women, using drugs, group sex... I sure hope Arnold Schwarzenegger doesn't tarnish the Kennedy family's good name.
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