Showing posts with label Pfluegerisms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pfluegerisms. Show all posts

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The knight returned to his lord with some particularly unbelievable news, to which the lord responded, "Jest, for this knight, surly, does when he cometh before me with this news?"

To that, the knight responded, "Jest, I do not, and call on me not as Surly."

Friday, March 1, 2013

During the race to build the tallest skyscrapers in New York, it became obvious that the builders never learned a lesson from Sodom and Gomorrah.
Did I say Sodom and Gomorrah? I meant: the Tower of Babel. And I didn't mean a lesson, I meant: building plans.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Pfluegerisms


On:
Possibilities

I guess what is so compelling about the Jason Bourne story is that it could happen to anyone.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Pfluegerisms


On:
Solitaire 

The game of solitaire, much like life, is full of strategic moves that must be thought about carefully. The outcome of such moves cannot be known until later in the game. And no matter how hard we work, in every game there comes a point, kind of like life, when no more moves are possible. We've worked ourselves into a jam. And at that point, just like in real life, we break down and cry inconsolably.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Pfluegerisms


On:
The Joys of Life


I could live off surf-n-turf, man, I could eat that until the day I die and be happy. The problem is, I can't afford it everyday. Unless I die tomorrow, then I could afford it everyday... so I'll let you know how tonight goes.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Pfluegerisms

On:
Love & Relationships


Sure, the maiden was distraught when the goblin stole her away on the eve of her wedding. For she was set to marry the prince and the love of her life, who were in fact one-in-the-same. And that would have been ever so convenient for the maiden. When the goblin took her, the whole town started to talk. "They're not good together," people often said when the couple was not around, which was always. The maiden didn't need to hear the people's talk anyway because she knew the goblin was bad for her. But, in all that time she was being held against her will, she had time to consider what's really important in a relationship and she began to come around. It's true, she thought, that she and the goblin could make each other laugh. And is a friend not the most important companion in this life? And with that, she became content with her new companion. "A real brute," she would call him as a pet name. Now, she thought, if only there was a way to make him laugh himself to death so I could escape.