Laughter Is The Best Medicine

I broke my finger last week. On the other hand, I’m okay.

I came up with a new word today: Plagiarism

A mother asks her son: “John, do you think I’m a bad mom?“

Son: “My name is Paul.“

Knock, knock.

Who’s there?

The love of your life.

Liar! Chocolate can’t speak!

Two snails are chatting on the sidewalk. “I’ll have to cross the road,” says one.

“Well, be careful,” says the other one, “there’s a bus coming in an hour.”