I have a secret knock. It’s so secret that I never use it, lest you hear my knuckles knocking and try to reproduce a knock off to sell on the black market.

“In the throes of passion, I threw out an I love you. Did I mean it? Does a dict…”

“I sure wish deodorant tasted like butter, because then I could keep mashed pota…”

“I can’t remember the last time I had fun. Wait, yes I can. It was 1989, and I w…”

“Blankets could be used as scapegoats for global warming. But why blame the blan…”