Michael
Me: your mother, why W: Stop acting like you're 12. M: (thinking) I dodged that bullet again.
Don't stop, bereaving!
Alzheimer. I'd rather drink my beer shaking than forget to to drink it.
You've had whey too much!
The truth is out there.
About 8 pints
The teacher was rather bewildered. "Don't you mean Michael " she asked. "No ma'am. I've written the 'M' already."
Gloves ... Just kidding, he hasn't opened it yet Knock, knock Who is it Not Michael