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 recently came into a lot of money...
and that's why I got fired from the bank.
My wife says that I spend too much time talking to random people online.
What do you guys think?
Where do bicycles go for a drink around here?