When a rooster wakes up in the morning, its primal urge is to cluck defiance.
The chicken wasn't around yet.
Five. One to screw it in and four to tell him how bitchin' he looked doing it.
You can't tuna fish.
A centipede with a wooden leg.
An envelope.
To keep the foreskin from crawling up their chins.
They take short cuts!
Should've been called Look Who's Hawking, that's my only criticism.
Those who read binary and those who don't.