Tip of the Tongue
When words disappear from the tip of your tongue, they probably end up in a different dimension. Most likely next door to the lost-socks-from-the-dryer dimension.
When words disappear from the tip of your tongue, they probably end up in a different dimension. Most likely next door to the lost-socks-from-the-dryer dimension.
It was there I just know it was.
SOMEwhere…
Ha Ha Great cartoons. Thanks for visiting my blog. I think my memory goes to the same dimension sometimes. BTW I’m putting you in my RSS reader
Thanks, Tony. Your blog is pretty funny! And living in Tasmania, you get to experience real wombats in the wild, even if you rarely encounter them.
great one
Thanks, Jimmy!
It’s in there somewhere so get looking 🙂 lol
Androgoth
I refuse to go into Winky’s mouth! He’s got BIG teeth!