I really want to break up with my jazz musician girlfriend, but I can’t.
The sax is too good.
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I really want to break up with my jazz musician girlfriend, but I can’t.
The sax is too good.
Someone just called my phone and sneezed, coughed, and then hung up.
I’m getting sick of these cold calls.
I was told I could look at the eclipse through a colander.
I tried it, but it strained my eyes.
Did you guys hear about the worldwide sting operation on people who mix drinks?
Many of them are behind bars right now.
Two guys are arguing about whether Taco Bell should be considered Mexican food.
At least they both agree that it is Mexican.
I told my daughter that I saw a deer on the way to work this morning. She asked me…
“How do you know it was on its way to work?”
My wife is learning how to operate a bulldozer.
I’m not going to stand in her way.
What does a burnt pizza, a frozen beer, and a pregnant woman have in common?
Someone forgot to take it out.
Did you know that Helen Keller had a swing set?
You didn’t know? Neither did she.
They say make-up sex is the best, which is lucky, because all my sex is made up.
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