A man will spend 20 minutes looking for a golf ball.
The man on the moon? Santa Claus? Or an honest Lawyer? Yes you got it Santa. The other two are figments of the imagination.
A crowbar.
Him: You always look beautiful. Me: Do I need to put makeup on Him: Maybe just a... *stare* Him: No.
A sound-proof cabin so I can sing every rap lyric regardless of the neighborhood I'm driving through.
Asks his wife. "31 black"
He'd rather spend his money on a forty
When it's been sliced.
Me: I followed the directions. 20 minutes a pound at 325 degrees. I weigh 175 pounds!
It'll take me about 20 minutes to get hard, I just got laid by some chick.