Two. One to hold the bulb, and another to spin the story until the bulb fits.
They can't. There's a wall.
Woah woah woah... I never said there was a lightbulb!
What are you talking about? The bulb is fine.
None, Mexicans do it for them.
Two. 1 to screw it in, and 1 to complain that it's not dark enough.
Relatively few
A. Every time they were given a corner, they built a shop.
My zipper.
Woman: "How DARE you call my dog that!" Man: "I was talking to the dog!"
Because it's Syria's business. (cross-post from by request)
You can only fit three fingers inside a bowling ball!
Tell them to take off their hats
A riveting tale.
They're just ghost stories for all in tents and porpoises.
The Talking Heads
