Pretty well I’d say…it would be able to take it fair share of little pricks
Losing him must be hard on his family.
Well that news makes Mr. Happy sad and weepy. Think of all the long, hard years he flogged away on the blood pressure and veins problem, only to get shot down, again and again only to come into his success in the mid-90s, when he was almost 80 years old. Suddenly spurts of success and the popping of champagne corks. But not enough time to spend the tons of money on blow and hookers.
At the service…“All Rise…”
I’ve just received the menu for the memorial event. There’s quite a lot of spam.
This shocking news has the medical world at attention.
Most likely, he died with a smile on his face.
As Furchgott himself probably said: “Keep 'em coming.”
Pastor John Thomas will lead the service, and the funeral march will be played by a (skin) flute.
You mean " played by four skin flutes".
Will there be a viewing for the pubic?
Probably not, it might get really hairy.
I want to write more but…it’s so hard
His family should keep a stiff upper lip about this tragedy.
Penis get hard!
Oh, come now! Here I was thinking you were an upstanding person… it’s really hard on me to have to rethink your status. Maybe I need a set of stiff criteria to judge people by. Come to think of it, I’ll get my staff right on that
I hear he was working a new drug cocktail of Viagra and Flomax to treat schizophrenia.
The patient will truly won’t know whether he is…
…coming or going.
Summing up his career is easy.
Penis ensued.
Regards,
Shodan
At least we have the comfort of knowing he was up and going until the very end. Such a good, hard worker.
They had to sit on top of the coffin to close it,like a stuffed suitcase.
True.
Unfortunately, on the day that the service was to be held, there was a minor flood in the church, forcing the congregation to pitch a tent.