Man, being an usher at the 7:00 A.M. mass is one boring job.

Man, being an usher at the 7:00 A.M. mass is one boring job.
What can I say, Joey always was a little bit backward. That’s why we try and keep him hidden.
Of all the places in the world to lose a contact lens, I have to do it here.
Am I good looking or what. If you doubt it, imagine this is Winslow, Arizona.
I know the kids at school can be hard, but just be proud of your bill. It makes you who you are.
I justd hate waiting for the school bus, but the day does fly by.
The name is Cassidy, but y’all can jes call me Hopalong. My theme, maestro . . .
I don’t know about you, but I am bored to tears. Let’s go clubbing instead.
I swear, this is the last time I stick my neck out for some Little Blue Heron. He’s nowhere to be found.
In a state with so many seniors, I do spend quite a bit of time twiddling my feathers waiting for a delivery.