Good day to you all again.
I’ve been prolific on Twitter recently to the point where sometimes it is difficult to turn myself off, so I just tend to keep on going for as long as I can.
I thought it would therefore be fun to start making collections of my famous quipettes to give you an aside from all of the poetry collaborations I have been doing recently.
(I will be doing a lot more poetry team-ups though – they are so much fun!)
So, may I present the first volume of the Tao of TooFullToWrite, with many more to follow!
Random Philosophical musings from the Twitter Vaults – Vol.1
Art enables us to find ourselves.
That must be why so many people are telling me to get lost!
“The beginning is the most important part of the work.” Plato
That’s why I begin at the end – no point wasting valuable drinking time.
If you can give your child only one gift, let it be sarcasm.
It’s not as if they thank you for anything anyway & they’ll learn a life skill.
I always really look forward to birthdays.
Particularly if they’re other people’s.
People are like mattresses because if you bounce things off of them then they may eventually blow up in your face if you’re not careful.
If you don’t drive your business then you are probably not enthusiastic.
Or a driving instructor.
An entrepreneur always searches for change.
Especially down the back of the sofa.
I wouldn’t say I was the best manager in the business.
But then I’m not the manager.
“Business is the salt of life.” Voltaire
No wonder I am bitter.
The successful man is the one that finds out what’s wrong with
his business and sells it to his competitors before they do.
Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.
Hate me because I’ve no idea what I’m talking about.
In this life, I won’t accept anything less than the best.
Unless it’s biscuits, in which case I’ll take anything.
Tips For Girls:- If you want to flirt with a guy, don’t make it too obvious, a brick through his window with a note attached should do the trick.
Night approaches / The evening starts closing in / Outside looks deliciously blacker / Than the pan I fried bacon in.
Until next time folks – thanks for reading!