He prefers his gut when it's down 45 pounds, and his junk when it's up 45 pounds.
One roars with pain and the other pours with rain.
God doesn't think that He's Kanye.
Him: Water Me: No, my personality.
Because 7 8 9 A
No guts.
He didn't have the guts to fart
They both prefer to be called "artists" instead of what they really are.
You take the "S" out of "Sub", and then you take the "F" out of "Way".
The mall is hiring new Santas.
When they get too old.
A drawer won't scream when I force my junk into it.
Kid: At the Joke shop.
About 45 pounds. What's the differece between a husband and a boyfriend 45 minutes