You don’t know Jack. I think the full phrase is, “You don’t know Jack Shirt.” I am not sure who Jack Shirt is, so in fact, I do not know that Jack.
Sometimes people tell me I don’t know Squat. Now HERE, I beg to differ. I DO know squat, because I squat all the time.
Not ALL the time. But a lot.
I do squats in the morning. And push ups. And curls, and planks. This facilitates the maintenance of my rather girlishly girly figure. You know, right?
From time to time, I have squatted in the great outdoors. Sometimes, a girl has to do what a girl has to do. Even with a figure like this one.
I used to be a Fast-Pitch Softball Catcher. Then I really did squat all the time. I could go on, but I think you understand as well as I do, that I KNOW squat.
I don’t know Jack. I do know squat.
Well, this will add to the mix: Some folks have told me right to my face that I don’t have a clue. Wrong again. On many levels. I read Sherlock Holmes. Ha! Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
And I have the board game CLUE…. Mr. Mustard. So go stick your lead pipe in THAT.
So on one hand I don’t know Jack. But I do have a clue… and I know squat. Two outa’ three ain’t bad for any of us. Two outa’ three ain’t bad.
All we know is still infinitely less than all that remains unknown. — William Harvey
There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception. — Aldous Huxley
The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. — H. P. Lovecraft