Actually they do make 'em like they used to, they just don't sell 'em anymore. They make 'em, and then they keep 'em.
Well, it just so happens that two wrongs do make a right. Not only that, but as the number of wrongs increases, the whole thing goes up exponentially. So that while two wrongs make one right, and four wrongs make two rights, it actually takes sixteen wrongs to make three rights, and 256 wrongs to make four rights. It seems to me that anyone who is stringing together 256 wrongs need counseling, not mathematics.
No, not always. Sometimes if it's not one thing, not only is it not another, but it turns out to be something else entirely.
Not true. Believe it or not, there is a man somewhere in Illinois who, so far, has won them all. But don't get too excited; it has also been discovered that it is possible to lose them all. By the way, there is no record of anyone having tied them all.
That depends on how intimately you know the other person. Maybe you can't have it both ways at once, but if you've got a little time, you can probably have it six or seven ways.
This is an example of truly faulty logic. Just because things can't get any worse, is no reason to believe they have to get better. They might just stay the same. And, by the way, who says things can't get any worse? For many people, things get worse and worse and worse and worse.
I specifically remember as I was growing up, at least twelve different people, telling me life was fair. One person put it this way; "Life, you will find, is fair." Oddly enough, all twelve of those people died before the age of twenty-seven.
Sounds good, but simple reasoning will reveal that actually it takes only one to tango. It does take two to tango together, maybe. But one person is certainly capable of tangoing on his own. He just might look a little silly.
This may have been true in the past, but now, if you adjust for the increased population base, birth control, and the so-called moral decline, not only are there five suckers born every minute, there are now fifty-three to take him.
Why don't we just ask Julius Caesar and John F. Kennedy about this one?
Sorry. Life is not short, it's just that everything else lasts so long - mountains, rivers, stars, planets - life seems short. Actually life lasts just the right amount of time. Until you die. Death on the other hand... is very, very short.