If My Golf Game Was A Prize

Kissing Is Like Drinking Tea With A Tea Strainer, You Can Never Get Enough.

In His Prime, The Young Comic Walked Onto A Stage With The Confidence Of A Man Who Owned It, And By The Time He Walked Off, He Did.

The Audience Was Swell. They Were So Polite They Covered Their Mouths When They Yawned.

The Old Water Heater In My Dressing Room Was Working, But It Was Kind Of Tired. It Gave Off About As Much Warmth As An Agent's Handshake.

The Stealth Bomber Is Supposed To Be A Big Deal. It Flies In Undetected, Bombs, Then Flies Away. Hell, I've Been Doing That All My Life.