My wife is a magician, yesterday she turned our car into a tree. A big white horse walks into a pub. The barman says, 'we have a drink named after you.' The horse says, 'what?
Eric?'I said, 'waiter, what's that in my soup?' he said, 'I'd better call the boss, I can't tell one insect from another.'I'm reading a book called 'Sex Before 20'.
Personally I don't like audiences. I said, 'it's serious, doctor, I've broken my arm in 20 places'.
He said, 'well stop going to those places.'I call my car flattery.
It gets me nowhere.