I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went to the funeral in one car.
Why don't they make the whole plane out of that black box stuff.
In Vegas, I got into a long argument with the man at the roulette wheel over what I considered to be an odd number.
I live at the end of a dead end one way street. I don't know how I got there.
If you shoot a Mime, do you need to use a silencer?
Having sex with her is incredible. It's just like a concert. We throw Frisbees around the room. And when she wants more she lights a match.