My date slept with me last night.
She fell asleep the second that I picked her up.
After seeing the latest Joker in the Batman movie, I said,
“There’s a Caesar Romero in every crowd.”
The economy is going downhill.
That’s okay, though.
At least I can afford to drive in that direction.
The Packers allege that the Vikings tampered with Bret Farve.
“We saw them taking his hub caps!”
They keep talking about a trial for bin Laden’s former driver.
I didn’t know that a camel needed a driver.
Upon speculation that Americans are going to start riding horses again,
the price of Oats shot up to four dollars per gallon.
Times sure are changing. Cops used to yell,
“Drop the gun and come out with your hands up.”
Now, they yell,
“Drop the phone and come out with your hands free.”
With rising prices, concertgoers are being asked not to call for “Free Bird” anymore.
Instead, they should chant “Three Dollar Bird! Three Dollar Bird!”
Chant it slow, Advice from Joe
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Well written article.
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