Don’t call me “a houseplant.” Note my creation of oak-leaf patterns in oval frames. It would be like calling Picasso “a man.”
Not today, Honey. The last time you went out I thought I was never going to get your knit cap off.
Let’s pretend we’re two eyes with coke-bottle lenses, and that’s our wild hair.
YOU GUYS AT THE FRONT OF THE LINE: keep moving! We just left our base camp, and we have to find a good place to stop before dark!
See the very 1st Daily Graff: “Don’t Mess With Me Today!