How about a laugh, (hopefully)

Dear Covidstinks2023 - Some notedly unsolicited, probably unappreciated, and undoubtedly obnoxious replies to your very clever post:

Ah, yes. The title of the rough 1st draft of a Hemingway novel.

A girl said she recognized me from my pescatarian club, but, right away, I thought something was fishy.

Sorry, pal. Gotta call BS on this one. I saw The Bunny's rap sheet and .... battery's not included.

What I call a dinosaur, with an extensive vocabulary: "Any member of a group of reptiles that lived on Earth for over 245 million years from the Triassic Period through the Cretaceous-Paleogene extinction event approximately 66 million years ago- Domain: Eukarya; Kingdom: Animalia; Phylum: Chordata; Class: Dinosauria; Order: Saurischia; Family: various; Genus: various; Species: various. * Omitted groupings include Diapsida, Reptilia, Archosauria, Therapoda."
What a guy with a limited vocabulary from the town of Bedrock called a dinosaur: Dino

If Little Johnny has his way on Saturday night and deflowers me, hymen trouble.

I produced a cheap, knockoff version of the film, "The Two Towers". Everyone considered it nothing better than a Tolkien effort.

Thanks for explaining, "For sale: 1.7 acre fully landscaped tract with municipal greenway easement, signed construction permit and this year's property taxes fully paid."
It means a lot.

The honing pigeon joke! Oh my! Haha! 🩷

How are stars like false teeth? They both come out at night.

What goes up but never comes down? Your age.

What musical genre do older people with arthritis listen to every time they sit down and stand up? Pop.

What's the key to a structured retirement? A rigid nap schedule.

Isn't it a great feeling knowing you're so old there's nothing left to learn the hard way?

You know you're getting older when you have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.

I was told by my doctor that I should start exercising. So I joined an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, and jumped for an hour. By the time I put on my workout clothes, the class was over.

It was a proud day for Mr. and Mrs. Wong when their son was born.

Until the learned they couldn't name him for the inventor of the airplane.

Because ... two Wongs don't make a Wright.

My issue with exercise is you have to keep doing it.

Wishing everyone a happy Juneteenth, and a fairer, more equitable and unified future for our pretty good country.

That joke is wong in so many ways ....

Does blinking count as exercise?

Q. What's a faun's favorite beer?

A. Satyr Budweiser.
(Judged "Best for crying in")

Don't we wish!