Why couldn't the pony sing himself a lullaby?
He was a little hoarse
Arguing with a woman is like reading the software license agreement. In the end, you ignore everything and click "I agree."
A curious child asked his mother: “Mommy, why are some of your hairs turning grey?”
The mother tried to use this occasion to teach her child: “It is because of you, dear. Every bad action of yours will turn one of my hairs grey!”
The child replied innocently: “Now I know why grandmother has only grey hairs on her head.”
Waitress: 'Do u have any questions about the menu?' Me: 'What kind of font is this?'