Life under the waves is unhappy. Everywhere you look, you sea anemone.
It’s hard to sleep with a bat. Because, you know, they sonar a lot.
What do you call a tourist ripoff in Venice?
Gondola.
I went to the hospital for a colorectomy and instead got a lobotomy. Now I half a mind to complain.
What do roads and butt cracks have in common: asphalt.
I built one boat. Then another. Then another. I’m a serial keeler.
The epicentre of radical feminism is New York City, aka Man-hatin’.
I was so confused in Africa. It’s a Mozambiquous place.
Needing a massage is a happens tense situation.
Clothes you can’t take off aka linger-y.

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