When Tom Hanks writes his memoir it should be called...
"T. Hanks - For the Memories"
My wife yelled from the bedroom asking, “Do you ever get a shooting pain across your body like someone’s got a voodoo doll of you and they’re stabbing it?”
I replied, “No.”
She yelled back, "What about now?"
I renewed my car insurance over the phone today, and as I was about to hang up the woman on the other end asked if I had a pet.
I said, "Yes, I’ve got a dog."
She asked, "Would you like to insure him too?"
I said, "No thanks, he can't drive!"
I caught my son chewing on electrical cords...
So I had to ground him...
He's doing better currently...
And conducting himself properly.