
I think of this whenever we sing that song. It’s a beautiful hymn, but I half expect some lunatic to object.

I think of this whenever we sing that song. It’s a beautiful hymn, but I half expect some lunatic to object.

I have a friend named Otto who often made this joke, or one like it. This is as close as he gets to receiving credit.

I like to listen to the old Gunsmoke radio programs. Then I have to listen to something else to get the Chesterfield jingle out of my head

Does anyone know what game they’re playing here? “It’s all about the cones.”

I am thankful for people who want to go into the field of urology. I am also thankful I am not in that field.

I remember the first time I read the word “pubic” and thought they had just misspelled “public”. Imagine my surprise later.

I drew this right after they elected the new guy. I should have run it that very weekend, but didn’t.

I would like to be the one giving the shots for a change. But not in the glutes. I don’t wanna see that!

From all I understand, Herring Banks are quality establishments. The name just writes this joke on its own.

I love the punch line, but you kind of have to say it aloud, and as written. Don’t real “al” as “Alabama”