The toreador must do all he can to defeat his nemesis. It’s his cat-a-gore-a-bull imperative.
Pun of the Day
I am comforted by porcelain gnomes. In a way they’re like my garden angels.
The tiniest scientists have usually been astro gnomers.
How do generals make decisions during a Holy War?
They ask, “What would StrateJesus do?”
I bought a house next to a Portapottie. Ah, leakfront property!
I broke out in a waltz today. It was just once of those happens dance things.
Some Asians have very good skin. It’s because of the Bhutanical extracts.
The high flying JPEG lawyer was embarrassed to have lost his case to a plain tiff.
After convincing me to paint my testicles, my friend laughed dye a bollock ally.
I hate when my chili has too much pepper in it. I cayenne stand it!


