Just found out on my tax return that there's a limit on dependents...
I thought 45 was reasonable, but I was wrong.
What do you get if you cross a Ford Taurus with uranium?
A Ford Fusion.
My girlfriend always prefers the stairs, whereas I always like to take the elevator...
I guess we are raised differently.
Why are there never any "Good" side effects on medicines?
For once, I'd like to read a label on a medicine bottle that says, "May Cause Extreme Sexiness!!!"