The umpire called it: nine won one.
Because seven ate nine.
Motorist: I wasn't going to miss seeing myself on "America's Most Wanted."
The knocking always speeds up.
He proudly replied, "Only you, Darling. With all the others I was awake."
She asked. I said, "Do you want me to round it to the nearest ten " "Oh, I say. Go on then." she laughed. I said, "0."
Chernobyl fall out.
Zzzzzzzzz, wait, I fell asleep at the punchline.
Sorry, eh.
Phil, eh?
Don't be alfredo.
Barbecue sauce
Canta Plaus.
IM Groot.
Cause everyone's dying to get in!
I'm probably gonna die surrounded by both.