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Apparently this week it will be constant rane, hele, thundre, litnin and frizzing colde.
Really bad spell of weather.
If my name was David, and I had a boy, I'd name him Harley.
That way, he could introduce himself as
Harley, David's son.
My wife told me to take the spider out instead of killing it.
We went for a few drinks.
Nice guy.
Turns out he’s a web designer.
How come the Hulk never loses his pants when he transforms?
The experiment altered his jeans.
I’m confused, how can a cemetery raise its funeral prices...
And blame it on the cost of living!
My niece calls me Ankle.
I call her my Knees.