Either your mum, your wife or you.
You don't have to beg your wife to blow your paycheck.
TUH KEELLUHHH!!!
What did one earring say to the other? You go on a head, i'll just hang round 'ere
In the punch line
Wrinkly.
Urea!
Poop: Please don't push. It's already tight in here! Poop to Pee: May I go first? Meanwhile, Fart pushing everyone to the sides.. Fart: Excuse me! Excuse me! I need to go!
Gaseous Clay
Punjabi-ng.
Your mum doesn't starlings.
Pupil: Fire Earth Water and the Internet. Teacher: What do you mean the Internet Pupil: Well Mum says that whenever I'm on the Net I'm in my element.