Dad: Ahh *rubs back of neck* At the Bellagio in Las Vegas. -Rly Dad: Wd I lie to u, Bestwestern Broomcloset
A Belaruse!
You use a spirit level.
Head.
Wife: That's not what I meant by pick up my towel. Just hand it to me, idiot.
A quarter pounder with cheese.
Tibet
Because they're cantaloupes.
If you conceive something, they can execute it.