I went out on a date with Simile. I don't know what I metaphor.
I went to the doctor. I said to him "I'm frightened of lapels." He said, "You've got cholera."
This policeman came up to me with a pencil and a piece of very thin paper. He said, "I want you to trace someone for me."
Believe it or not, there are twice as many eyebrows in the world as there are people.
I met this gangster who pulls up people's pants. Name's Wedgie Kray.
Black holes. I don't know what people see in them. Exit signs? They're on their way out.