They both make a lot of noise to let you know they are coming.
And Elsa answers: "Because they don't let me go."
I pause, then say, "Hang on, let me call my financial advisor."
Their wheelchair floats to the top.
They don't really know - but they're NUTS about him!
They both came in a little behind.
You trying to get a rise out of me! Came up with while I was making pizza.
It starts with a little blowing but at the end your house is gone
When you stick your hand in her underpants it feels like you're feeding a horse.
One way or the other, there's going to be a lot of smoking over the next four years.
I've been through a lot.
She saw "911" on the back and thought it was a Porsche.
Torque
Because every morning they wake up thinking "What *is* that noise Oh, right, *of course*!"
You can't gbrblblblbl(gargling noise) with a regular stool.
