When I have to kiss my relatives at family functions, it’s like the coming of the pack o’ lips.
George Bernard Shaw’s play about pint-sized invaders: Pygmy-Alien.
The movie about impotent llamas was set in a post alpaca limp dick war zone.
In the coming apocalypse, which corporation will rule?
Did the world end? Oops… never Mayan!
Without a retractable roof, we are all domed!
I can’t stop talking about the apocalypse. Armageddon too old for that!