I don't get it, no matter how many times I call shotgun the cops still put me in the back of the car.
If there's one thing everybody can agree on, it's that people can't agree on anything.
My daughter asked "What runs in our family?" The only thing I could think of was "mental illness".
Life is too short to hold your farts in.
Commercials for toilet paper make it seem like I'll be cuddling with the poop instead of wiping with it.
I don't know what I'd do without you guys but I bet it would be something productive.
Dr. House should go ahead and just go with his third guess