A Brojob.
Guy: Because I don't like hair in my food.
Two. One to identify that the lightbulb has indeed burned out, and one to call the maintenence man to change the lightbulb.
You just put your lips together and whistle
Because no one man should have all that flour.
A rice queen!
Better not say. I feel like I'm already treading on a slippery slope.
Because he just couldn't bereave it.
