She asked for soup, and I served her cereal. Our love was in the breakfast stage.

“Love is like a banana, and I keep it in my pocket on cold days to warm up my ha…”

“I want to write my own eulogy, and I want to write it in Latin. It seems only f…”

“A brick could be used as a door handle. On an all-brick house this would be gre…”

“A feather taped to a vibrator is a tickling machine to induce hunger, and NOT a…”