Their teacher told them not to use tables!
It smells good. I want to buy one for my wife." Lady: "Please don't. Some idiot will have an excuse to talk to her."
They cut off their heads using a Gweilotine.
The patients get better and leave. Not everyone of the patients thinks he is God. The staff have the keys!
If it's red on top, fire in the hole.
They go off on tangents.
Student:I don't know. Teacher: Bark, my child, bark. Student: Bow, wow, wow.
Student: A teacher!
A school.
I'm bad at taking compliments" "Actually that's quite endearing" *Leaps across table, punches him in throat*
Waiter: Don't ask me. I only laid the table.
Throw a dollar bill in the floor and let the last one alive run for president.
Matt.