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quotes about women
this morning at breakfast, I was reading my home delivery times. The article, Farnace's Finance Minister in a Critical Role at Global Economic talks. Christine Lagarde, the French Finance Minister is very chic but it is never mentioned. The article ends with one of her favorite quotes by Eleanor Roosevelt:
A woman is like a tea bag: You never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water! |
sorry, this should be in the lounge.
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From *The Devil's Dictionary* by Ambrose Bierce:
WOMAN, n. An animal usually living in the vicinity of Man, and having a rudimentary susceptibility to domestication. It is credited by many of the elder zoologists with a certain vestigial docility acquired in a former state of seclusion, but naturalists of the postsusananthony period, having no knowledge of the seclusion, deny the virtue and declare that such as creation's dawn beheld, it roareth now. The species is the most widely distributed of all beasts of prey, infesting all habitable parts of the globe, from Greeland's spicy mountains to India's moral strand. The popular name (wolfman) is incorrect, for the creature is of the cat kind. The woman is lithe and graceful in its movement, especially the American variety (felis pugnans), is omnivorous and can be taught not to talk. —Balthasar Pober |
Who took me from my nice warm cot
And put me on that cold, cold pot Whether I wanted to or not? My mother. My mother recited that to me (it's Victorian parody of a much older and more sentimental poem). Another of her favourite sayings was "A woman's place is in the wrong." |
Ah.
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Hi PL,
Here's the whole ode: ME MUDDER When my prayers were poorly said, who tucked me in me widdle bed and spanked me butt til it was red? .......Me Mudder! In the morning, when the lights would come and in me crib me dribbled some, who wiped me widdle tiny bun? .......Me Mudder! Who took me from my cozy cot and placed me on me ice cold pot and made me pee-pee when me could not? .......Me Mudder! Who's hair so gently she would part and hold me tightly to her heart and sometimes squeeze me til I'd.....fart? .......Me Mudder! Who looked at me with eyebrows drooped, and screamed and yelled til she had the croup when in me Sunday pants I...pooped? .......Me Mudder! And at night when the bed did squeak and me raised me head to have a peek who yelled at me to go to sleep? .......Me Fadder!!!!! ((I)) |
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