I know the guy who writes all those bumper stickers. He hates New York.
I had my coat hangers spayed.
I washed a sock. Then I put it in the dryer. When I took it out, it was gone.
The Bermuda Triangle got tired of warm weather. It moved to Alaska. Now Santa Claus is missing.
I went to a fancy French restaurant called "Deja Vu". The headwaiter said, "Don't I know you?"
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