When I told my wife she was lousy in bed - she went out - she got a second opinion.
I stuck my head out the window and got arrested for mooning.
Last week I told my psychiatrist, 'I keep thinking about suicide', and he told me from now I have to pay in advance.
My only thrill is self inflicted hickies.
You take care and I hope I'll run into you - when I'm driving.
I knew a girl so ugly, she had a face like a saint-a Saint Bernard!