laughorisms

My brand is slipping, which is not the same as my slip is showing, or maybe my ahem! is hawing -- or thrice versa. For someone asserting identity as The Laughorist, I've been remiss (missing and then missing again, Miss) in supplying and crafting laughorisms, i.e., humorous aphorisms. (Well, that is slightly unfair to myself, because faithful visitors here know I'm tirelessly quipping and whipping up whirls of words in witty ways.)

To wit, here is my take today at some laughorisms.

• Happy Meals are all alike; every Unhappy Meal is unhappy in its own "Have It Your Way."
• In the long run, we are all stockings.
• It was the breast of times; it was the wurst of times.
• Not every good screed goes unpublished.
• Life is short, Monopoly long.
• The mass of men leave lines of quiet perspiration.