I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the results are a bit grizzly.
SPLAT!!! He didn't.
I was robbed" Sorry, that just came to me like a stroke of idiotic genius and I couldn't help myself.
Don't worry. They'll tell you.
They'll tell you.
Courtesy of my Uncle Rick
Because they're always throwing up their hands.
The tomato was in a can.
An ironic paradox.
An incongruity between expectation and result.
A tie.
Asked the patients. "You only have 24-hours to live." "And the really bad news " I should have told you yesterday.
A panda bear rolling down a hill.