Me: I mustard the troops. General: ... Me: Just as you told me to, sir.
A nun with a javelin in her throat. (The only joke I can ever recall when asked for one. Told to me by my art teacher in Grade 11. Needless to say, he was my favourite teacher)
He wasn't single.
Air condijoned. I'll see myself out.
it's must-up ..
in formation
One is a cunning array of stunts.
A: Kermit the Frog's Finger