Mark was passing by the bar on the way home from work when he sees his good friend Tom gulping down one shot after another.
Fearing the worst, Mark charged into the bar and confronted Tom. “Tom what’s going on?” Mark asked.
“It’s my wife Beckie,” Tom replied. “She ran off with my best friend!”
“Hey wait a second!" said Mark. “Aren’t I your best friend?”
“Not any more,” Tom said with a happy smile. “He is!”
Do you know what would happen if Satan lost all of his hair?
There would be HELL TOUPEE!
My goal for 2019 is to accomplish the goals set in 2018, which I should have done in 2017, because I promised to in 2016 and planned to do in 2015.
Jill complained to Nina, "Rosey told me that you told her the secret I told you not to tell her."
"Well," replied Nina in a hurt tone, "I told her not to tell you I told her."
"Oh dear!" sighed Jill. "Well, don't tell her I told you that she told me."