Me: *Remembering dropping my phone on my face* "STOP ASKING ME ABOUT FIGHT CLUB!"
Put a sock in it.
Me: When are you going to stop
A: Even then men wouldn't ask for directions!
I just asked him to edit my essay and he said I have semi colon problems. He must be a smart guy if he can figure that out from my writing.
he asked. "To my mother-in-law's burial." "Then why the scratches on your face " "She kept resisting, that old fart."
Carl gets shot in the face.
You can drop her off anywhere
You have to drop the bomb twice before she gets it
Because it helps them remember which end they need to wipe.
Mine is: What is the white stuff in bird poop? (That is also bird poop.) edit: til you can't edit the topic to fix spelling errors...
With a phone.
They can't croco-dial the phones.
No-eye deer! Note: we are from Hicksville, USA. This may not make sense without the Midwestern accent.
I only have eyes for ewe, dear
The punchline.
