And then I end up buying myself cupcakes, and shoes.
Bro sure!
I'm game.
We're not crime-fighting crusaders. We're buying stamps.
Because there's a clock on the stove.
Here is mine: Q: Where do snowmen dance --------- A: At the snowball. Best joke at the end of a Popsicle stick
if you don't nail them right, they'll end up at your neighbor's.
If you're a surfer and you're getting head.
A sneaker.
Did they jerk one off into the center of my cupcake
