Necrophilia.
The urge to crack open a cold one
The urge to pop a cold one.
You sail a boatload of young women dressed only in fishing nets down the Nile and urge the pharaoh to go catch a fish.
The same urge that makes dogs chase cars they have no intention of driving.
About three pounds, including the urn.
They lie still.
Gotham
You got a friend in me.
Salman Rushdie.
Current events.
After you drink one you can't shut up or drive.
They were both driving their cars at the time!
He was in de-Nile.
The Nile
An Inmate
Tuna Fey.
Cessna: "To get my Commercial Pilots Licence and Instrument Rating." ATC: "I meant in the next five minutes not years."
Uh I need someone to sing the girl parts of Grease songs with me
A lot of good yolks!
The rooster clucks defiance.
