Was This One Of Those Trees A Hippie Lived In So They Wouldn’t Chop It Down?
Guys, my Christmas tree keeps saying it’s going to exterminate me. What should I do?
'I don't ask for much from my employees. Just that they be trees and know where they're supposed to grow. You seem like a smart tree, I think I can trust you.'
My doctor says if I keep eating fails, he'll have to cut off one of my seven feet.
“I love scotch. I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly.”