I once locked my keys out of my car. I had to break out of my car with a coat hanger.
The lady across the hall tried to rob a department store . . . with a pricing gun. She said, "Give me all of the money in the vault, or I'm marking down everything in the store."
I'm addicted to placebos. I could quit, but it wouldn't matter.
If you were going to shoot a mime, would you use a silencer?
If a mute kid swears, should his mother wash his hands with soap?
Hermits have no peer pressure.