The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
When I used to crack ones like that my mother would say in a very droll voice."You should be on the stage..."Normally prefixed with one of..."polishing it""sweeping it"or if her mood was bad..."falling through it on a rope"
'Go forth and multiply' said Noah.'We can't multiply, we're adders' replied the snakes.So Noah built them a table of logs ;-)
Well, I wonder how Noah computed cubits. Butthen he had divine intervention!
You can only compute cubits if you are well armed ;-)
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