The most popular language in the world right now is Sheenese.
The New Orleans levy inspectors will be forever dammed.
Wasn’t there an oil rigger in that group, the Spillage People?
Lance Armstrong felt better after appearing on Oprah. She gave him performance-enhancing hugs. Nonetheless, Lance committed male fraud: He was master of the pellets-on. Somehow he never failed his testes—he didn’t stop until he had one. Now, stripped of his Tour titles, the most shocking revelation is that Lance has a No Jersey accent. Anyway I guess it’s back to eating Sheryl Crow. [The Gents thank Ashley, Bryan and Jordan for collaborating on today’s puns!]
Tiger Woods’ career has philandered.
Monetary policy madness: Fed Chair Ben Bernanke, aka the ‘Bernanker-Chief’, is blowing his wad!
If I was trapped 69 days in a hole, I wouldn’t mine. It’s a bit too Chile on the surface.
With Danielle, then Earl, and then Fiona, we see that storms are named according to letters of the alphabet, with alternating genders. They should call them his and hurricanes.
Plastic fruit will be banned at the upcoming G8/20 summits in Toronto. Officials have to secure the pear-imitator.
Usually when you hear about Norway it’s Oslo news day.