“I can’t get rid of the feeling that there must be something wrong with my intelligence to have ever given me the idea that I was in love with Lionel, and I’m darned glad I found out in time that I wasn’t… I suppose infatuation with profiles and melting eyes is a sort of measles we poor dumb girls have to go through, and the great thing is to get it out of the system as soon as possible.”- P. G. Wodehouse in The Purloined Paperweight
For more laughable attempts at mixing love and logic, read Love is a Fallacy by Max Shulman.
nice contrast to all the other posts that have been made this week, sissy.
exactly what i thot, sissy
You are toooooo cute.
Noooooooooo, you are.
you KNOW I’m always right–at least when it concerns you.
Admit it!
I think you are BOTH cute!
lol!
All right, girls!
Loved this little post, it brightened my day! God Bless!
Absolutely hysterical! I loved Max Shulman’s story . . . thanks Gretchen!
Great story…:)