Some nights, I don't know.
I don't know they were speaking Spanish.
I don't know, but it's probably light-weight
An ambulance.
A wind tunnel!
Because she wanted the D. (I dreamed this joke last night. Not bad for a dream joke.)
I choose to go to Marilyn's hotel room this night and do the naughty things, not because she is easy, but because I am hard.
Kid:Don't poop your pants M:I was gonna say "have fun" but...OK.
Me: *names two of them*