Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall of his choice.
I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist.
It’s easy to identify people who can’t count to ten. They’re in front of you in the supermarket express lane.
Shopping is better than sex. At least if your not satisfied you can exchange it for something you really like.
“Would you tax God?” asks a defender of church tax exemption. Well, if there were a God he should be able to pay his own way and support his own business. If not, then he should do like other business men and close up shop.
Shopping: I like to walk down Bond Street, thinking of all the things I don’t want.
We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.
Shopping tip: You can get shoes for 85 cents at the bowling alley.
The more useful the shopping list the more likely it will be left at home.