Easy. More traffic is going to hell.
Woah, the traffic is moving.
About halfway across.
Because he bumped his head on the low-way! I guess we're doing 4 year old's jokes today
Because there were lots of turn ons.
Through the windshield
Because he always took the low road.
25 to Life.
Miaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!
Road Island.
He got off on a technicality
A Dairy Heir.
You guessed it: we're all white.
Me: Well I guess I could bring my stereo, but I get to choose what we listen to.
Elephantgiraffesin()
You walk him and pitch to the giraffe.
Both of the groups that are concered about the health of someone playing both begin with the letter P.
They both started out black and blue then became white and golden
I don't know. But it sure as hell isn't mommy or daddy.
Mom: typing... *gets married* *have kids* *gets old* *dies* *goes to hell* Mom: Fish, honey!
Barns and no-bulls. (This joke was made up by my 7 year-old cousin.)
There was a lot of reposting to do
He went on furlong-er.
You get Insta-Gram
Eric Clapton never would have let his bag of coke fall out of a 49th-story window!
Eric Clapton never would have let his bag of coke fall out a 53rd-story window!
