Even if I say, Everyone in the village died of diarrhea, I still laugh a little after diarrhea.

I tried synchronized swimming, but felt, over time, I was just going through the motions.

Getting plastic surgery in your late 70's, it's kind of like painting your house as the fire approaches. Just die, there's no shame in it.

Dogs - putting the lie to the age-old saying, I could never love anyone who ate a diaper.

If Jesus was a baby, there was a point, on that Holiest of nights, in that Holiest of mangers, where he made a big, Holy load.

Common sense dictates the term hot fudge sundae has a totally different meaning in prison.

Is it still okay to make fun of schizophrenics? There's a little voice in my head that says no.