Sister: NY City. Why do ask Brother: Well I can see the moon but I can't see NY City.
When asked for his name by the coffee shop clerk, my brother-in-law answered, Marc, with a C. Minutes later, he was handed his coffee with his name written on the side: Cark.
Attire. My brother told this to me and it gave me a chuckle.
Make it Tso's Number One."
So I punched her in the face. Now she has a reason.
HO HO HO, Merry Christmas!
Kick his sister in the jaw.
The cow didn't make it.
A luna-tick.