My computer beat me at checkers, but I sure beat it at kickboxing.
EMO PHILIPSMy mom gave me one of those cloth calendars for the kitchen. It took me three hours to sew in a dental appointment.
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Always remember the last words of my grandfather, who said: ‘A truck!’
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The Scots are a very tough people. They have drive-by headbuttings. In Glasgow a sweatband is considered a silencer.
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I was with this girl the other night and from the way she was responding to my skillful caresses, you would have sworn that she was conscious from the top of her head to the tag on her toes.
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I think my ex-girlfriend has weekly lessons with the devil on how to be more evil. I don’t know what she charges him.
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I told my wife she looks sexy with black fingernails. Now she thinks I slammed the car door on her hand on purpose.
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Once I was in a restaurant and I dropped my fork on the floor, and they gave me a new fork. So I pushed my girlfriend out of her chair.
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You know, a lot of girls go out with me just to further their careers…damn anthropologists.
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I’m not as good a swimmer as I used to be – thanks to evolution.
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My parents had very strict rules for me. Rules like, I couldn’t be home until a certain hour.
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My mother was like a sister to me, only we didn’t have sex quite so often.
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My ex-girlfriend was very sexy. She reminded me of the Sphinx because she was very mysterious and eternal and solid…and her nose was shot off by French soldiers.
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Not everybody hates me. Only the people who’ve met me.
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When I went to college, my parents threw a going away party for me, according to the letter.
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When deciding between two competing theories, always go with the one that doesn’t involve a magic spell.
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The way I understand it, the Russians are sort of a combination of evil and incompetence… sort of like the Post Office with tanks.
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