The only way I can distinguish proper from improper fractions is by their actions
Middle-age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.
I'm like a backward berry, Unripened on the vine, For all my friends are fifty, And I'm only forty-nine.
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
Some tortures are physical And some are mental, But the one that is both Is dental.
To Tom Carlson or his dog-depending on whose taste it best suits.