[First weekday =
of each month we share word-plays. Occasionally one may accidentally be =
punny]
Kids that =
dislike Brussels sprouts end up with only Brussels Sprouts on their =
plates at the end of the meal. Obviously a case of trying to delay the =
inedible.
They have now =
grown vocal chords in the laboratory. The results speak for =
themselves.
A cheese truck =
ran into a cabbage truck. De brie was everywhere; heads =
rolled.
My doctor says =
I must give up those little intimate dinners for four unless I take =
others with me.
I love my dog =
Minton. Sadly, he ate all my shuttlecocks. Bad =
Minton.
~~
Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"