Morning wood.
X-Men.
Sacrilegious.
None. Their President outsources the job to India.
Because she refused to work in a mail dominated industry.
A: Because you can't see through walls, and you can't see anything at night anyway.
Because they can't stop hitting themselves. This joke came to me while I was half asleep this morning. I'm not sure how original it is. I probably heard some variation of it somewhere and have just forgotten. Any suggestions for improving it?
I feel like this is a lot of hair I'm mailing to someone
Lumberjack: Oh, you really don't know why? Tree: Sorry, I'm stumped.
Run, Forest, run!
A bonne heure.