Every time I start thinking too much about how I look, I find a HAPPY HOUR somewhere...
By the time I leave, I LOOK JUST FINE!
What do you call an insane cow removed from his pasture and locked up in a pen?
De-ranged!
I have a good handwriting... therefore, people don't believe I am a real doctor.
My wife had mentioned several times that she hoped I could get our grass mowed this weekend. Well, I procrastinated a bit too long and while I was watching football on TV, there was a 37 yard pass with a spectacular catch for a go ahead touchdown.
I jumped up and shouted, "Oh my GOSH! Did you see that?!?!"
And my wife said, "Yes, I see... what a lovely lawn they have."