Had a tasty lunch at local eatery Cafe Melzar. Out the window we saw a recently vacated table where someone had left their basket of onion rings uneaten. Uneaten. What’s all that about?
Had a tasty lunch at local eatery Cafe Melzar. Out the window we saw a recently vacated table where someone had left their basket of onion rings uneaten. Uneaten. What’s all that about?
Today I Found Out did a piece on the origin of the phrase ‘It ain’t over till the fat lady sings’. Turns out the saying in that form is of fairly recent origin, but traces its roots back to earlier expressions ‘Church is never out until they stop singing’.
I can’t remember seeing a church sign I’ve liked better than this one.
No one expects the inquisition.
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