One-armed butlers, they can take it but they can't dish it out

I went to the doctor. I said to him "I'm frightened of lapels." He said, "You've got cholera."

You see my next door neighbour worships exhaust pipes, he's a catholic converter.

I'll tell you what I love doing more than anything: trying to pack myself in a small suitcase. I can hardly contain myself.

I was at sea the other day and loads of meat floated past. It was a bit choppy.

So I went to the Chinese restaurant and this duck came up to me with a red.

Conjunctivitis.com — that’s a site for sore eyes.