She wanted to get a dark tan.
He wanted to remain a bat-chelor.
I want you inside me.
A nervous wreck! I first heard this at xmas 1952 (64 years ago) and it still makes me smile.
You stop laughing and shoot him again.
When you drop a load into a washing machine it doesn't follow you around for a week.
RUN! She's got a grenade in her mouth!
Flaccid
Because people marvel at what's holding it up. And they wish it would fall.
Nothing, they just baconed.
Woman: "Thanks, she's 34 weeks. Do you have the time " Me: "Sure, it's 972 minutes past midnight."
A: Lawn chair.