A man will spend 20 minutes looking for a golf ball.
It'll take me about 20 minutes to get hard, I just got laid by some chick.
Co-worker: *Gives 20 minute dissertation on their gastro infection*
Me: I followed the directions. 20 minutes a pound at 325 degrees. I weigh 175 pounds!
A) Rabbyte!
Becaauuuussseee 7 8(ate) 9. You get it huh?
Husband: You spent it all dear.
At least a brazillion dollars...
It's going to take me a while to get hard, I just got laid this morning.
Because you can't have a team with only 3 champions.
I can control my salt intake at In-n-out.
Because they have their own scales.
He wanted to see how much the milky weighed!
Look! No hands!
Because all they do is look down at people.
Too soon.
Yojimbo Wales! (Joke stolen from co-worker)
