He just needed a little bit of Clojure.
God's punishing you for waiting until the flight home to buy your wife a gift.
Mistress: Are you done yet Wife: Beige... I think I'll paint the ceiling beige...
Have a nice bite!
A bad news bear
Because Oct 31 == Dec 25
A log dump!
His family died.
Long live the Queen.
Me: Personally I need a job.
It needed a tuna-up.
Only one but 200 applied for the job.
Oh well that's just uber, isn't it
Because with only 2 nuts, one sausage, and a little bit of milk, they can fill a woman's stomach for 9 months.