I wouldn’t say I’m a big drinker. I usually just have a glass of whiskey before bed.
Last night I went to bed 8 times.
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I wouldn’t say I’m a big drinker. I usually just have a glass of whiskey before bed.
Last night I went to bed 8 times.
Michael Jackson put out some very good albums.
But I think we can all agree his 7th album was Bad.
I’m really conflicted about abortion.
I mean, I’m all for killing babies, but do we really want to give women the right to choose?
I was blessed with a 9-inch penis.
That priest is in jail now.
What’s the only thing better than winning a gold medal in the Special Olympics?
Not being retarded in the first place.
I was up All Night Long trying to listen to my collection of Lionel Richie songs, from A to Z… but I am stuck on U.
I failed my college photography exam.
I just couldn’t focus.
Kevin walked into a doctor’s office, and the receptionist asked, “What do you have?”
“Shingles,” Kevin replied.
She took down his name, address, insurance information, and told him to have a seat.
Fifteen minutes later, a nurse’s aide came out and asked, “What do you have?”
“Shingles.”
She recorded his height, weight, and medical history, then told him to wait in the examining room.
Half an hour later, a nurse came in and asked, “What do you have?”
“Shingles.”
She took his blood pressure, drew some blood, performed an EKG, and told him to undress and wait for the doctor.
An hour later, the doctor came in, saw Kevin sitting there in the nude, and asked, “What do you have?”
“Shingles.”
The doctor looked confused. “Where?”
Kevin pointed outside and said, “On the truck. Where do you want me to unload ’em?”
Last year, I had a great joke about inflation.
But it’s hardly worth it now.