When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough

I Don't Know When Pepper Mills In A Restaurant Got To Be Right Behind Frankincense And Myrrh In Prominence. It Used To Be In A Little Jar That Sat Next To The Salt On The Table And Everyone Passed It Around, Sneezed, And It Was No Big Deal.

When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Make Cookies.

We Even Switched To A Newly-formed Church Across The Town That Gave One Hundred And Twenty Trading Stamps Each Time We Attended. (we Now Worship A Brown And White Chicken With A Sunburst On Its Chest.)

Most Women Put Off Entertaining Until The Kids Are Grown.

There's Nothing Sadder In This World Than To Awake Christmas Morning And Not Be A Child.