When life becomes an extended picnic, with nothing of importance to do, ideas of greatness become an irritant. Such is the nature of the Europe syndrome.
All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.
Picnics are very dear to those who are in the first stage of the tender passion.
Kissing a man with a beard is a lot like going to a picnic. You don't mind going through a little bush to get there!
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