It's winter time, the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love, when the snow's up to your butt,
You take a breath of winter and your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful so I guess I'll hang around...
I could never leave 'cause I'm frozen to the ground!
For a while I worked at a sarcastic tattoo parlor.
I quit because I couldn’t take the needling.
Why did James Bond have gray hair?
Because he had no time to dye.
David called his son-in-law Mike on their third marriage anniversary to congratulate them. As Mike picked up the phone, David said, "Congratulations Mike, on your marriage anniversary! What are you doing?"
With a heavy sigh, Mike replied, "Tolerating, Sir."