Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves
Lewis CarrollI think a man's "wordplay" can be so fucking sexy!!! I love a good mind fuck!!
Junnita JacksonTags: humor words intelligence sex fuck wordplay sexy
If you fail to plan, you are planning to fail!
Benjamin FranklinTags: inspirational planning wordplay
Whenever I think of something but can't think of what it was I was thinking of, I can't stop thinking until I think I'm thinking of it again. I think I think too much.
Criss JamiTags: humor thinking insanity philosophy psychology funny thought think ideas wordplay brain witty challenge cognition clever perfectionism contemplation creative mentality cognitive creative-thinking cognitive-psychology excessive
Though this child came in with nothing but excess baby fat, chemical brain waves, and mother and son bodily toxins on his legs, he had a fate fit for a modern day demigod.
David ScheierTags: wordplay reader short-stories writer author writers-on-writing writing-from-the-heart illustrator david-scheier francis-mithell-pumpernickel wordsmith
Now me,” said Mr. Vandemar.
“What number am I thinking of?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“What number am I thinking of?” repeated Mr. Vandemar. “It’s between one and a lot,” he added, helpfully.
If only Uncle Monty knew what we know," Violet said, "and Stephano knew that he knew what we know. But Uncle Monty doesn't know what we know, and Stephano knows that he doesn't know what we know."
"I know," Klause said.
"I know you know," Violet said
Tags: secrets wordplay misfortune
There was no Lo to behold.
Vladimir NabokovLeave your incidental Dick.
Vladimir NabokovTags: funny innuendo wordplay lolita
I don't think you understand," said Milo timidly as the watchdog growled a warning. "We're looking for a place to spend the night."
"It's not yours to spend," the bird shrieked again, and followed it with the same horrible laugh.
"That doesn't make any sense, you see—" he started to explain.
"Dollars or cents, it's still not yours to spend," the bird replied haughtily.
"But I didn't mean—" insisted Milo.
"Of course you're mean," interrupted the bird, closing the eye that had been open and opening the one that had been closed. "Anyone who'd spend a night that doesn't belong to him is very mean."
"Well, I thought that by—" he tried again desperately.
"That's a different story," interjected the bird a bit more amiably. "If you want to buy, I'm sure I can arrange to sell, but with what you're doing you'll probably end up in a cell anyway."
"That doesn't seem right," said Milo helplessly, for, with the bird taking everything the wrong way, he hardly knew what he was saying.
"Agreed," said the bird, with a sharp click of his beak, "but neither is it left, although if I were you I would have left a long time ago.
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