I keep telling you people: Everything must be made as simple as possible. But not simpler.
So the darned eagle gets all the praise, but we’re the ones that delivered that new born nation.
Look, up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s … another egret with no map.
And I suppose you were expecting a Pun-chline? Perhaps I’ll deliver one tomorrow.
I’ll go sit outside the hospital maternity wing and let the kids take pictures of me. Beats working.
2020 is done, I’m exhausted with the pandemic baby deliveries. This year I use Amazon.
I know I put the kid down here somewhere.
So they have no problem waiting nine months, but I’m an hour or so late and they lose it?
If I can deliver on time, why can’t the Postal Service?
Let’s see, I’m a stork, this is a 55+ community. What could possibly be wrong with this picture?