Posts tagged ‘Quotes’

If you don’t like how things are, change it!  You’re not a tree.
~Jim Rohn

If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in bed with a mosquito.
~Betty Reese

Conversely, imagine the world taken over by mutant mosquitoes! Here is a series of photographs taken in the 1940’s giving humankind a dark glimpse into the grim possible future. Being eaten and ruled over by striped mosquitoes…

Mutant Mosquito… in action
Mutant Mosquito… faces human opposition
Mutant Mosquito… the conqueror

Photos courtesy of Bret Arnett on Flickr

How you doin’?

She’s revamped this saying and I know my human pretends she’s got some killer locks, not to mention wearing really big heels whenever she says this.

Check out this weeks video of the week.  How you doin’?  Kid Style.

“Eliza, you know it’s you who says that, especially when in your Diva getup!”

So, how you doin’?

No, no! "Rare" implies dangerously cooked. When I say rare I mean just let it look at the oven in terror, then bring it out to me.

What in the fairying forest do you think you’re doing?

Do you know who said this?  Do you know how catchy this phrase is?

”Almost as catchy as, ‘I saw something nasty in the woodshed’.  Both cause strangers to look at you strangely.”

No, I think that’s the natural response you get from people.

Do you mean that in order to save his own contemptible life… he dared to impress upon our credulous simplicity?!?- The Pirate King

In seeking truth you have to get both sides of a story.

Photo Credit:  John McNab on Flickr

You can grow without destroying the things that you love. ~Ed McMahon

Photo credit: pixelparfait on Flickr

God made man stronger but not necessarily more intelligent. He gave women intuition and femininity. And, used properly, that combination easily jumbles the brain of any man I’ve ever met. -Farrah Fawcett

Photo credit: Justo Ruiz on Flickr

Flickr photo taken by herbynow

Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.

“Ahh, how sweet.”

I’m nauseous.  You humans got it all wrong.  Ants are ruled by a matriarch, keeping the male ants around till the Queen is ready to have more children.  They eat, procreate, then die.

“Err, how sweet…”