He told me to look for his sister, but he didn't mention that she was a lizard. Which is how I lost my pants, and a decent portion of my leg hair.
Help! I'm living above my pedigree!
High school reunions - ever been to one? They're their own punishment. No, I haven't either.
Hint For The Helpless: Don't wear your jammies to church. They all stare at you. A lot. Take it from one who's been there.
Homeopathic medicine sounded way too kinky for this former Boy Scout. Even though I was drummed out for excessive sucking of chocolate drops.
How about a pair of buddies named Wommit and Pugue? Enough there for a sitcom? Or wouldn't it pass the smell test?
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