Someone was quite pleased with themselves the other day...something about "the whole nine yards"
Had they acquired a tiny condo in Tokyo? Nine yards...thats 3 x 3 yards, or 81 square feet -- definitely a foot in the door of the market, even if a little cramped.
Oh! Perhaps they were a seamstress/fashion designer, and that's how much fabric was needed for their new ensemble!
Hrmm...I wonder if they'd have been pleased with 9 yards that came in fractional measures? What about metric?
Ah, that's it! They must be a landscaper that scored a gig to maintain the laws for nine houses on a well-to-do cul de sac. Good for them!
How much do you get?
Whatever floats your boat
I certainly hope that it's water that's floating my boat (some say boat, some say ice floe). If not water, then either I've wandered far from where I belong, or pollution has run rampant far more quickly than I'd anticipated!
Whatever floats my boat indeed. What did they expect, vegetable oil?
Humanitarian action required?
If it's true that only some people can think outside the box:
- Where is the box that the rest of the people are in?
- Should we be concerned? Are they trapped?
- How did they get in there in the first place?
- Who was the architect for the box? The interior designer?
- Is it cosy?
Perhaps most important:
- Do they have donuts?
Wash day
I've never understood why people would want to air their dirty laundry.
It makes much more sense to wash it, first.
- PP
The safety of eggs
Why would I put all of my eggs in one basket, or many baskets, for that matter?
They just seem to be so much safer in their carton.
- PP
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