He writes scary stories.
You right a Czech.
Me: You go to heaven. 4: No, I mean when you die, do I get your stuff
Because it was two tired...
Santa stops at three hoes.
Names. Because they used to laugh and call him Names. Credit to my dad.
Because of their Crystal Balls EDIT: I'm not sure if anyone's posted this before my mum's sister emailed her from across the globe.(New Zealand) I laughed so hard I thought I'd put it here. Credit goes to my Mum's sister though.
Stephen Hawking - unplugged
Cause he can't do stand-up.
I want that job. I could really screw with some people.
Seymour Hare.