Oh, Lord, if I ever meant anything to you, please let me fall asleep before she thinks of sex
I hate my life. Can't eat, can't sleep, can't bury my wife in the backyard
Let me tell you something about sharing: don't do it. Nothing good ever comes of sharing. Your mother and I shared a bed and nothing good came out of it
Do you always go to work wearing curtains and smelling of Mars bars?