Thank God for Darwin, eh?
Three blind mice walk into a pub. But they are unaware of their surroundings, so to derive humour from it would be exploitative.
This shed does not contain me.
Contentment is knowing you're right
Yes. Yes, when we live our life like 1950s detective films. I often go to my fridge, "Hullo, we're out of milk. I say mother, where's the milk?"
Come to Belarus, where wild animals will steal your fruit