Man on phone: Hello, young man, could I speak to your mother or father?
Little Johnny: My parents aren’t home.
Man on phone: Could I leave them a message?
Little Johnny: Sorry, we don’t have an answering machine.
They once created a street called Chuck Norris but had to change it.
No one crosses Chuck Norris and lives!
I accidentally sprayed deodorant in my mouth.
Now when I talk, I have this weird axe scent.
Her: “Why do we need walkie-talkies? Our relationship is over.”
Me: “Our relationship is what? Over.”