Jesus had 11 guys he could depend on.
One is fun to hit with a sledgehammer, the other is a watermelon.
Nothing. When you have to go, you have to go.
Cross traffic doesn't stop.
Thanks for the gold, kind stranger!
Depends on what tune the Devil happens to be playing. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha.
It depends on how much crack he can produce.
The Republican presidential candidates.
Because ten, nine ate!