Becoming A Comedienne Was My

This Woman Goes Into A Gun Shop And Says, 'i Want To Buy A Gun For My Husband.' The Clerk Says, 'did He Tell You What Kind Of Gun?' 'no,' She Replied. 'he Doesn't Even Know I'm Going To Shoot Him.

If My Jeans Could Talk, They'd Plead For Mercy.

Comedy Is Tragedy Revisited.

We Have Far Too Many Kids. At One Time In The Playpen There Was Standing-room Only. It Looked Like A Bus Stop For Midgets. It Used To Get So Damp In There, We'd Have A Rainbow Above It.

Our Dog Died From Licking Our Wedding Picture.