My friend drives a steamroller. He’s a grade guy, a real smooth operator. He has a nice flat, and a level head. He’s really into community surface.
Ladies, not having dating success? Talk to your guy-no-call-ogist.
My sister is marrying an organ thief. She says she wants a man after her own heart, someone who can de-liver her from her troubles, and who’ll take care of her two little kidneys after she’s gone.
As for me, I married a woman who had her face surgically removed. For love no nose limits.
Which fruit must be courted traditionally? Cantaloupe.
If someone asks ‘What’s ursine?’ Just point to the bearometer.
I made a pass, and the woman at the bar threw her drink at me. That sent Chivas down my spine.
I went out with a tranny. It was great. By the end, I felt ex-Stacey.
Never date a downhill skier. You’ll end up with slopey seconds.
For a pun about blind dates, the best part is the set up.
The marketer picked up women at the bar via direct male.