I was riding my bike when my good friend Aaron stepped off the curb.
Even though I was able to stop, I ran him over. As he got up and examined his bruises, he asked me why I didn't stop.
"I couldn't," I said. "After all, I was running Aarons!"
An Englishman, a Frenchman, a Spaniard and a German man are watching a street performer. While he’s juggling, the street performer notices that the four have a bad view, so he stands on a crate and asks them, “Can you all see me now?”
The four guys respond to him, “Yes...”