For every level of grief, there is a tier of joy.
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People who don’t trim their hedges also don’t trim their flowers. They’re so lack a daisy cull.
I did you a favour and fed the singer of ‘Rolling in the Deep’. It was in Philadelphia.
Let us not speak of my failure to open a jar. After all, I have pried.
Being nude? I can’t bare it.
Manhole covers sewer are grate!
I sell plastic pens. I’m kind of a Bic deal.
I’m no-Z. Can you give me directions to the oo?
Do people in castles suffer from Turrets Syndrome?
Whenever I leave the country people say I emigrate guy.


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