# 'I must attend to my flock', said the vicar, sheepishly.

# 'This is the very best indigestion mixture',insisted the chemist, acidly.

# 'I have got a nail in my shoe',said Spike, pointedly.

# 'This is an imitation diamond', said his fiancee, stonily.

# 'I'm looking for a sugar-daddy',she admitted sweetly.

# An aphorism is God's way of slapping you on the back.

# Time is the face of the clock. It's what's behind the face that ticks.

# Confusion is the first mile in the cross country race to serenity.

# The entrance fee to happiness is a hearty chuckle.

# The blush is the first bud on the rose bush of happinesss.