Fred Garvin, male prostitute!
That boulder is too large. I can lift a smaller one.
What’s wrong with being an Ant-Man?
France.
Mebs!
You always did give great cone!
Lighten up, Church Lady. You act like you haven’t had your ticket punched since Ike carried his own golf clubs.
I’m on a boat.
I’ve chosen to schedule this impromptu address at night, because quite frankly, every time I speak during the day the stock market goes in the crapper … so sorry Asian markets, you take the hit on this one …
Wouldn’t be prudent.
I bet the main reason the police keep people away from a plane crash is they don’t want anybody walking in and lying down in the crash stuff, then, when somebody comes up, act like they just woke up and go, “What was THAT?!”
Nobody doesn’t like…orgasms!
Hire the incompetent!
No homework?! Then you will have to fight the bear!
In health news, scientists have announced the invention of a women’s condom. The condom works by fitting snugly over a woman’s wine glass.
Yes! It is. There’ll be no more “Colonel Angus,” ladies. Call me by my given name.
The sun feels good on my baboon heart.
Good evening, and welcome to Bad Cabaret for Children.
Sometimes when I get nervous, I stick my hands under my arms, and then I smell my fingers.
Check out the love handles on Superman.