I know a man who doesn't pay to have his trash taken out. How does he get rid of his trash? He gift wraps it, and puts in into an unlocked car.
I'd commit suicide, if I could do it without killing myself.
I told my mother-in-law my house is your house. So she sold it.
This man dresses like an unmade bed.
I came home, the car was in the dining room. "How did you get the car in here?" "Easy, I took a left at the kitchen."
I was walking down the street, and I found a man's hand in my pocket. I asked, "What do you want?" "A match" "Why didn't you ask me?" "I don't talk to strangers."