Last year my birthday cake looked like a prairie fire.
I walked in on my wife and the milkman, the first thing she says is "don't tell the butcher"!
My golf game is getting real good. Last week, I got through the windmill.
Life's a short trip. You'll find out.
My dog learned how to beg by watching me through the bedroom door.
My wife is so fat that the last time I saw something that big it was grazing.