Just so everyone is clear...
I'm going to put my glasses on.
Bill: I know a man who drove a stagecoach and it didn’t have any wheels.
Ted: What held it up?
Bill: Bandits.
Happiness is walking through the green grass barefoot....
Misery is walking through the green grass barefoot and then discovering it's a cow pasture.
What did one disgruntled cardboard fake fan say to another?
"I wasn't cut out for this!"