It has been 43 years and I still cannot solve it.
So I got a cake
-Mitch Hedberg
That was reel nice of her!
But I thought "that's just a silly cone"
"But it is a CUP-etition!"
... I've never been so proud of her.
Now that's grandstanding.
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The Narcissus Stick.
I'm the main stake holder.
Beauty is in the eye of the bee holder
Beauty is in the eye of the bee holder.
"Beauty, because beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder!"
He put a water bottle in the Pringles holder on the treadmill.
Background: My family was at the lake today. The lake was a little choppy today so when we went on the boat we hit one really big wave where the front end of the boat came crashing down hard. My nephew (7) just happened to be sitting on a cup holder and it hurt his butt when we landed.
We got back to the house and my nephew said...
Nephew: my butt hurts. I think its broken.
Me: did I ever tell you about the time I broke my butt?
Nephew: no. Is it still broken?
Me: yeah. There’s a big crack in it still.
He didn’t get it. But all the other adults laughed/rolled their eyes. Stupid joke I know, but I don’t care.
Beauty is, after all, in the eye of the bee holder
A steak holder
That’s when you know that they’ll be a keeper.
I'm a steak-holder.
Because beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder
They always try to keep stake holders happy
Whenever someone asked where the butterfly pea flower tea was, we would say, “Blue tea is in the aisle of the pea holder.”
Every single one of them. As the saying goes, "Beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder."
With vinyl everyone can be a record holder.
For instance it needs to have adequate cub holders.
I guess beauty is in the eyes of the beer holder.
Truly, brewed tea was in the eye of the bee-holder.
Brewed Tea is in the eye of the Bee Holder
An old beekeeper had been raising bees for years. He'd had many bees he gave names to, like Buzz or Stripe or Sting. He got a kick out of naming them and he would spend hours with them crawling on his hands, looking at them, holding them gently and humming little songs.
One year, the hive had a new queen, and she was the most magnificent thing he'd ever seen. He usually gave them clever names like Honey, but this one was just too gorgeous for that. He named her Beauty, and he would hum to her everyday as the sun went down.
One day, during a particularly beautiful sunset, the old man was watching his queen as she peddled around in the palm of his hand, singing to her gently, when a gust of wind suddenly blew some debris toward his face. Without thinking, he reacted, moving his hands fast toward his face, and smashed the queen right into his own eye. And so I guess what they say is true, Beauty really is in the eye of the bee holder.
I guess booty is in the eye of the bee holder.
Stock holders are TENSE
Because beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder.
we spent the car ride home talking about the famous world runners and their impressive times and such. When we got home my dad said:
Dad: "You know I'm actually a record holder myself"
Me: "Wait really? In what event?"
Dad runs downstairs and comes back up with the biggest grin on his face, and holding a box of vinyl records
I'm the main stake holder.
I am now the main stake holder.
Beauty.
Beauty is in the eye of the bee holder.
Beauty.
Beauty is in the eye of the bee holder.
Because beauty is in the eye of the bee holder
I am their main stake holder.
