The Italians say “Chow.” To them it means “Bye,” but to me it means food. Of the greetings, goodbye is the desert.

“A blanket could be used to keep your body warm. After all, your body starts coo…”

“A windmill has arms, but does not hug. Where’s the love?”

“Bricks could be used to fill Fort Knox. I know, I know. You’re probably thinkin…”

“My first and last name is like a candy bar in your mouth that you can chew on a…”