When I was younger my mom always used to tell me that rain drops were the tears of god, you could imagine the look on her face when I asked her what snow was.
Police: How did your wife get that mark on her forehead?Husband: She fell down the stairs.Police: But you live in a bungalow.Husband: Yeah but she lives in the cellar.
My wife asked me to pick her up after work last night.Apparently, me driving by her office slowly and asking her "How much for a blowie?" was not what she meant.
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