Liar Liar

PANTS ON FIRE!!

Riddle me this

What kind of man can only win when all of the rules of the game are taken away?



Answer:

He's not a man at all. He's a spoiled child.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

George Harrison wrote this, I don't know, probably close to 25 years ago. It is still a very good question.

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
how to unfold you love
I don't know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
you were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
no one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps