The smell of their fingers.
A Methodist will say hi when he sees you at the liquor store.
One wears pants and a collar while the other wears a collar and pants.
Two fingers of whiskey.
They have both been fingered by their brother.
At yeast he's a fungi.
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. But, if roses were called "herpes" they'd make terrible Valentine's Day gifts.
A crap smear.
His nose is wet.
URINE. I'll let myself out.
