My friend Sally is a nudist. I went to her house. The closets have no doors. The walls are covered with see-through wallpaper.

When I was ten, my pa told me never to talk to strangers. We haven't spoken since.

I eat swiss cheese. But I only nibble on it. I make the holes bigger.

Whose cruel idea was it for the word “lisp” to have an “s” in it?

Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.

When I was crossing the border into Canada, they asked if I had any firearms with me. I said, 'Well, what do you need?'

I saw a sign: "Rest Area 25 Miles". That's pretty big. Some people must be really tired.