I cannot take credit for these wonderful witticisms. I found almost all of these in the latest catalog that I recently received from Catalog Favorites.
Attitude
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A fun thing to do in the morning is not talk to me.
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I’ll see your hot mess and raise you a walking
disaster.
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I’m not mean, I’m brutally honest. It’s not my fault
truth hurts. Here’s a band aid.
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I don’t have ducks. I don’t have a row. I have
squirrels and they’re drunk.
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I don’t care what people think of me. I’m busy. I’ve
got MAGICAL shit to do.
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It only takes one slow-walking person in the grocery
store TO DESTROY THE ILLUSION THAT I’M A NICE PERSON.
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If I was a bird, I know who I’d shit on.
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If I give you a straw, will you suck the fun out of
someone ELSE’S DAY?
Statements
of Truth
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If you’re happy and you know it, it’s your meds.
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Dust once. It came back. Not falling for that again.
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Camping: Where you spend a small fortune, to live
like a homeless person.
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The more you weight, the harder you are to kidnap.
Stay Safe. Eat Cake.
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The 12-step chocoholics program. Never be more than
12 steps away from chocolate.
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If you can’t remember my name, just say “Chocolate”
and I’ll turn around.
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Line dancing was started by women waiting to use the
bathroom.
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To me “drink responsibly” means don’t spill it.
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Today I was a hero! I rescued some beer that was
trapped in a bottle.
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My GPS says, “estimated time of arrival.” I see
“time to beat” and the game is on…
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My GPS has learned to say “your other left.”
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I hate it when the voices in my head go silent…I
never know what they are planning.
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I have a daughter. I also have a gun, a shovel and a
alibi.
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Being an adult is like folding a fitted sheet.
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On the surface: cool as a cucumber. On the inside:
squirrel in traffic.
Aging
Gracefully
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My Bucket List: 1.) Keep Breathing.
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Over what hill? I don’t remember any hill.
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The older I get, the earlier it gets late.
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I thought growing old would take longer.
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The Golden Years have come at last! I cannot pee, I
cannot see, my budget shrinks, my memory stinks. The Golden Years can kiss my
ass!
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I came, I saw, I forgot what I was doing. Retraced
my steps, got lost on the way back. Now I have no idea what’s going on.
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Don’t grow up, it’s a trap.
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I don’t have grey hair. I have wisdom highlights.
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Go braless…it will pull the wrinkles out of your
face!
More Unicorn Tails
· Sometimes, I question my sanity. But the Unicorn in the kitchen told me I’m fine.
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He
told be I was delusional. I nearly fell off my Unicorn.
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Always
be yourself. Unless you can be a Unicorn then always be a Unicorn.
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