Twenty years ago we had Johnny Cash, Bob Hope and Steve Jobs. Today we have no cash, no hope and no jobs.
He only had one pupil.
They're usually only interest in you if you already have one.
Micro-Worgenisms! (From my Bizzard support ticket response today.)
Anthrax.
He had to a-lock-eight into memory. -This is an original, hope you all enjoy.
Hope you fell better tomorrow.
Because an apple a day keeps the doctor away.
Because he's always inbetween jobs.
A Corpseman. Painfully obvious, yet a terrible play on the English language, I know. It was something I came up with a few years ago, for some unknown reason.
No telemarketers.
No Jobs
Cash or Czech Edit: a word
Open the door, hand him the cash and take the pizza
I've bean everywhere, ma'am!
He ran out of cocaine.
