Steven Hawking walks into a bar.
Try again, sport. That’s not in keeping with the pun theme here.
The Patriots are a wealthy team. As such, they are far from being kneedy.
[Maybe it was a sports bar.]
Manning brave hearts are asleeeeeep in the deeeeeep, so beware! Beeeeware!
Adele tells me it’s “rolling in the deeeeeeeeeEEeeeEP”
Bravehearts are needed, still
Did you hear about the tavern owner who kept cleaning up toilet paper that had been draped all over the trees on his property? He began to attract the attention, and even pity, of his neighbors, who began patronizing his place more often. Then one night, a passer-by caught the guy in the act – rolling his own joint.
I am so completely angry, like angry to the max, or let’s just say mad to the max, or max mad, or something like that, about how Mel Gibson’s movies don’t get enough recognition.
There were ‘Signs’.
Road signs? Like a crazy driver–say a road warrior–might see?
Warrior manners? Introduce me.
I am lethally weepin’ about this, once, twice three times a day.
Don’t be a chicken. Run!
That’s what a ‘Patriot’ would do.
You can’t make a Hamlet without breaking a few heads.
Christ! I’m passionate about this. My theory is it’s a conspiracy.
You’re a real ‘Maverick’!
Well, personally, I think what women want is a good payback on their bounty.
You don’t think that they are tickled pink about the beaver?
We could just leave it to Beaver.
I’ll leave the Wards in place until June.