Daughter: You told me to change the baby.
I don't waste my time with these childish jokes.
A hundred but they'll all be competing to be the one to change the bulb and bring light to the world.
He hasn't been promoted since 1963...
It was a t-crit! Thank you and goodnight!
They have hollow weenies!.... And I'll just see myself out.
You can't unload a truck full of bowling balls with a pitchfork.
Do you want to be in my Crib Tonight (Kryptonite)
You put it back in the crib.