Start from scratch.
Miscarriage. This joke never gets old, just like the baby.
They both start blowing but in the end they take everything from you.
A: They always scratch.
My girlfriend said it with flowers. How romantic. Not really she hit me round the head with a bunch of thorny roses !
Paint one of them black the others will move away.
He works it out with a pencil.
It doesn't matter, mine itches so bad it's on fire, providing plenty of light for everyone in the room!
Because an itch in time saves nine.