I took the wife's family out for tea biscuits. They weren't too happy about having to give blood though.
Slumps don't bother me.
I knew I'd chosen the wrong airline when I noticed the sick bag had the Lord's Prayer on it.
Everyone has a family tree; the Dawsons have one, it's a weeping willow.
There is a remote tribe that worships the number zero. Is nothing sacred?
Take my wife... please. I'm not saying she's ugly, but when she went to see a horror film, the audience thought she was making a personal appearance.