Me: Out. I can't stand being hemmed in by four walls. Wife: How many walls has the pub got Five
he proudly replied, "Only you, Darling. With all the others I was awake."
It smells good. I want to buy one for my wife." Lady: "Please don't. Some idiot will have an excuse to talk to her."
When he runs into a wall with a hard-on and grabs his nose first!
Pink Floyd kept going after the wall.
He couldn't stand all the racket!
A receding hare line!
A-hem!
One is a bar room, and one is a Barooooooooooooom!
A Clown-Dyke-Bar Credit to