Sticker, I want to take the driver in my arms and tell them that I too have questions about my existence
Because it was humerus.
Bob.
Who wants 2 try?
Cant-elope
They'll tell you.
A cheesy pun.
ARGHH! You're driving me nuts!
Hide the ball it drives them nuts!
Son: "Who's farted"
Me: Shifting the blame HR: That's a horrible reply Me: No, your question was! HR: Wow, you're good!
Driver
Because they're good at picking their drivers.
A person who stays up all night contemplating the existence of dog.