More Nuggets from Broke Dick

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Because of the rousing success of Broke Dick's Thoughts Bucket, I've been pressured to supply more golden nuggets from Broke Dick's substantial bucket of thoughts. 21 more, to be exact. So, here you are.
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I hear tell that you folks need more tasty nuggets from ol' Broke Dick's bucket. I can assure the reader that I've dug a mountain of 'em, so I'd be much obliged if you pick yourself a few thoughts I've polished up from out of this here selection.
  1. Bureaucracy dissolves expectations into requirements.
  2. If you go to sleep early, you get to sleep late.
  3. There's no point leading the blind if you don't look where you're goin'.
  4. Broke ain't broken.
  5. Governement is from the school, politics is from the playground.
  6. Anything's offensive if someone's always playin' defense.
  7. Don't look to your mouth to know what you're talkin' about.
  8. A child who ain't schooled at home don't feel at home in school.
  9. Don't toe the line if you know it's a high-wire.
  10. Stupidity swims upstream to spawn in policy.
  11. To disregard consequence is to disregard common sense.
  12. You don't have to watch commercials.
  13. Getting upset is either a reaction or a hobby.
  14. Humble pie, for some folks, just tastes like pie.
  15. Throw the ball to your teammates, not at them.
  16. Answers rarely come tied with a ribbon and bow.
  17. Ruminating is a vice.
  18. Don't use cowpies as pillows.
  19. You ain't runnin' away if you're runnin' backwards.
  20. Dust on the ground is out of the eye.
  21. Some folks turn their lightbulbs off 'cause they don't like what it shows 'em.

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