Here's one for The Curmudgeon.

 PARALLEL.

Lines on an American football field.

Steps for up and down.

Two things moving in the same direction.

Parallel bars.

These parallel lines say,
"No passing!"

Now, here we go...

Parallel universes!

As The Curmudgeon said...

"Yes, all good apart from your injury.Hey! Have I told you about my installation of shelving units in the basement?
And the stupid 'tradies' ute that nearly ran me off the road?
I'm soon going to write the creed for The Church of the Blessed Curmudgeon.
By the way, I hurt my hand installing my shelves too but strange enough, I found that I couldn't play the violin afterwards."


At least there's an old joke at the end, along with a bit of interesting grammar earlier on.