I know a man in Ft. Worth with 100,000 head of cattle. No bodies, just heads.
Old teachers never die, they just grade away.
This man dresses like an unmade bed.
My horse's jockey was hitting the horse. The horse turns around and says "Why are you hitting me, there is nobody behind us!"
I bet on a horse at ten-to-one. It didn't come in until half-past five.
This is an elegant hotel! Room service has an unlisted number.