None, they just stand around complimenting it, and get mad when it won't screw.
The light bulb replies, "I'm a light headed!"
Neither, it's diarrhea. Before you could think about it or even turn the lights on, you've already shat yourself.
A round of applause ...because they all have the clap.
Four abreast!
The guys complained about the blow-dryer being too hot ...
One has a job.
The friend zone...
