Limericks have I none, but I understand the House has come to terms on what to give Mr. Foley for Christmas:
"Promise him anything, but give him our page."
"our page"? Arpege? You gotta be a certain age.
Foley = FFF
Anyway,
I'd rather have fingers than toes,
I'd rather have ears than a nose,
But as for my hair,
I'm glad it's all there
I'll be awfully sad when it goes.
;^)
DING DING DING DING DING DING!
NO more calls, please.
We have a winner!