I was so unpopular at school they used to call me "Batteries"...
Because I was never included in anything.
Two nudists were discussing politics.
One says, “Have you read Marx?”
The other nods, “It’s these blasted wicker chairs."
Someone once told me, “GO FOR BROKE!”
I’m happy to report that I succeeded.
You know what really makes me throw up?
A dartboard on a ceiling.