I was so bored the other day that I just started memorizing pages of the dictionary.
I learned next to nothing.
Men are like fine wine...
They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.
Occasionally you hear about a really dry spell in Texas.
I always thought the stories exaggerated until I got a birthday card last week.
They attached the stamp with a staple.
I called the Good Witch of the East and told her the rain just won't stop in my area.
I asked her if she could do anything about it.
She replied, "I suppose I could do a dry spell."