It was a BRIEF case.
They said I was weaving all over the road.
I've heard their office meetings are brief
https://imgur.com/XwQbpNJ.jpg
I heard they were giving brief tours.
It's un-de-weave-able!
would you call it an heirloom air-loom?
It’s our family hair loom.
They are nothing but loom and doom.
My mother just told me she was sending me a sweater made of my grandmother's hair. As if that isn't bothersome enough, she's also sending me the tool used to make it. Evidently, she expects my wife to make one as well, keeping with tradition.
"Mom," I said, "This is so awful. Please don't send me that stuff."
"But Ben," she says, "It's a family hair loom."
He looms on the horizon.
It's a family hair-loom.
It's a cherished air-loom in my family.
I was on a college visit with my dad and we were walking through the textiles department. We walk into the loom room, which is a large room full of looms, and I knew immediately that something was coming. I looked at him and gave him a "don't you do it" look. We then walked into the dying room, which is a room where the students dye the fabrics they've just made on the looms. It was hopeless.
"Man, death was only looming in the last room. People are dying all over the place in here."
It's a looming deadline.
He said he had a looming deadline.
I wanna punt all the spunky diction pundits, that attempt to expunge the joy from punsters, right in their puny footballs. They're punks who attempt to puncture holes in our word play, finding it punitive to their, self described, punticulously crafted humor. The pungent smell of their looming punishment is in the air . Now is the punctual time to place the punctuation on this punchline.
Her retirement is looming.
I told them to get a loom
