How do you get 100 math teachers into a room in which only 99 fit?
You carry the one.
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How do you get 100 math teachers into a room in which only 99 fit?
You carry the one.
If I ever get another cat, it’s going to be a big one, like a tiger or a panther. That way, if he ever gets upset and viciously scratches me across my face, the bastard won’t be able to hide under the bed.
It was in 1875 that my great-great-grandmother Elsa began appearing on stages throughout the Old West, and scaring the crap out of the passengers.
Doctor: “Have you been taking the medicine I prescribed you last month?”
Me: “It says to take on an empty stomach, so no, I haven’t had the chance.”
I went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day but I couldn’t find any.
“HOLY MACKEREL!” I exclaimed as I finally came. I never imagined how great the sensation would be when fucking a pierced fish corpse.
I was in a good mood till I started petting a duckling in the park.
Then I started feeling a little down.
Why do astronauts use Linux?
Because they can’t open Windows in space.
I designed my new video to address an under-served niche: enabling Atkins dieters to enjoy the thrill of watching a starch-laden buffet get decimated without all the unwanted after-effects via “60-Minute Carbio Porkout!”
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