Every three months or so the mailman brings me one of my favorite catalogs. Ironically it's called "Catalog Favorites." There are lots of different clothes in this catalog, but what I always look for are the sweatshirts with pithy sayings. Here are my first four favorites from this issue:
'At my funeral take the bouquet off my coffin and throw it into the crowd to see who is next.'
'Sometimes I wonder what happened to the people who asked me directions.'
' I'm a wooden spoon, lead paint, no car seat, no seat belt, no bike helmet survivor.'
' If 2020 was a drink. it would be a colonoscopy prep.'
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