So they have something to do at night.
The state of alert in the White House rises to Defecate 2.
I don't know but that reminds me of a similar joke my uncle used to tell...
Captain's log.
On a scale from one to ten, urinate.
12' noon in the cotton fields.
have you ever tried to peel apart a grilled cheese?
A Warehouse.
Have a rest. (Everest, get it?) Really awful joke, but I thought of it last night and was wondering if anyone recognised it? Who knows, it might be original....