Red bowl. It’s a fine looking red bowl. It mostly held mashed potatoes. Mmmmm, mashed potatoes. (insert drooling Homer Simpson here). While we are on the topic of drooling, let us see what else Homer has to say:
“Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.”
“Ah, the Luftwaffe. The Washington Generals of the History Channel.”
“What is a wedding? Webster’s Dictionary defines a wedding as “The process of removing weeds from one’s garden.“
“Facts are meaningless. You can use facts to prove anything that’s even remotely true!”
“Pffft. Who needs English? I’m never going to England.”
Thank you, Homer.
Ever since My Sweet Rib woke up one morning, looked around and thought to herself,
“We have way too much stuff around here.”,
she(we) has been on a home purification campaign and that’s why the red bowl is being sent away as well as a plethora (pronounced: bunch) of unused or duplicate items from around The Gatwick Plantation. It’s going to be a tidal wave of dusty gadgets, gimcracks, geegaws, and in some cases bagatelles found in the kitchen pantry.
Hebrews 13:5 Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”