The sweater my wife gave me was picking up static electricity, so I went to the store to change it.
They gave me another one, free of charge.
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The sweater my wife gave me was picking up static electricity, so I went to the store to change it.
They gave me another one, free of charge.
I’d like to give a shout out to all of the librarians…
…oh… oh, yeah… I’m sorry.
Never split an in-fucking-finitive.
I have Bieber Feber! Wait… I’m sorry, I hab a code. When I say “Bieber,” I mean “bagina.”
If your girlfriend starts smoking….
…slow down, and use a lubricant.
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket. Then tell it that unless you get a cool half-mil, you’ll sell to the highest tabloid bidder those embarrassing photos of it puking naked in the alley.
An archaeologist found a 2,000-year-old oil stain.
Ancient grease.
What do you get when you mix human DNA with goat DNA?
You get kicked out of the petting zoo!
They’re building a mirror factory in my town.
I could see myself working there.
Vajayjay. Hoo-ha. Honey pot. Love canal. Man, at the rate they keep coming up with new names for lady-parts, I’ll never graduate from medical school.
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