Well Excuse Me
“Honey, did you lock the garage door?”
I really didn’t know how to answer.
But a “wise” husband never lets one like this go.
“Well, technically, the latch is thrown
so the knob will not turn,
but the door is standing wide open”.
Her reply:
“Well, technically, one with one’s
head up that narrow passage,
means the same as an ostrich
burrowing its head in the sand.
But untechnically, I don’t think
the ostrich would agree.”
~//~
Nov. 08 2010 Charles Henderson 3 rd
in Thvia's Shetley's "analogy" contest
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