On a rainy day, he offered her his umbrella. That simple act made her fall in love with him.
He saw her across the room. Their eyes met and time stopped. And in that moment, love began.
The old cemetery was silent. A man went there at midnight. He felt a chill in the air. Then he saw a ghostly figure floating above a grave. He ran away as fast as he could.
He saw her across the crowded room. Their eyes met and love was born.
He held her hand in the rain, and that was their forever start.
At the bookstore, their hands reached for the same book. Their eyes met. It was love at first sight.
They were childhood sweethearts. One day he moved far away and she realized their love story was over before it really began.
He left love notes for her everywhere, but she never found them until he was gone. It was too late for their love. There were so many unsaid words and unshared moments that could have been beautiful. But now all that remains are those silent love notes, gathering dust, a sad reminder of what might have been.
A duck walked into a store. It asked for some bread. The cashier said ducks don't use money. So the duck left its feather as payment. The cashier was so amused that he gave the duck the bread.
The other day I told my wife she was drawing her eyebrows too high. She looked surprised. This is funny because when you say someone is drawing their eyebrows too high, the visual image of them looking perpetually surprised is quite comical. Also, the simplicity of the statement and the quick reaction it implies from the wife add to the humor.
Two friends, one from the city and one from the country, overcame their differences and became the best of pals through a series of funny and heartwarming adventures.