Uncle Harry M

Uncle Harry M.

Uncle Harry M., the resident perverb of the home
Walks around the solarium during morning’s rec. period
Chanting deep philosophy to old girls sipping tea and
Knitting afghans. He informs them that:

Sauce for the goose is the sacred law of humanity
Equality is sauce for the gander
Honest error has in it some lines of truth
A wise man corrects the deepest loathing
A fool and his mother-in-law are soon parted
Who eat too much, explode in the afternoon
exile is the best teacher
A fool and his monkey are soon parted.
A miss is as good as a smile.
Chaste makes waste.
Fine swords butter no parsnips.
Frome wasn't built in a day.
If the carp fits, wear it.
Slaughter is the best medicine.
Too many crooks spoil the broth.
Truth is stranger than friction.
Two heads are better than none.

They’d better get their act together as
the end is near.