I was sleeping the other night, alone, thanks to the exterminator.
Ambiguity — the Devil's volleyball.
My girlfriend told me that she was seeing another man. I told her to rub her eyes.
I asked the head musician if I could go onstage during the next break and he said sure. I got two laughs in twenty minutes, and walked out feeling more elated than I had ever felt in my entire life. The glory of that triumph contented me for two full years.
I was walking down the street. something caught my eye, and dragged it fifteen feet.
I think my ex-girlfriend has weekly lessons with the devil on how to be more evil. I don't know what she charges him.