I woke up this morning coughing badly. I think I may have pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, but it’s hard to say.
She asked me "So, you just have the one tattoo? Who is that supposed to be?" "Hervé Villechaize.", I said. "It's a tattoo of Tattoo."
Where are you getting this awful, awful stuff? I think a Swiss cheese factory must have exploded, too. Look at all the holes in the product. If you are making these jokes up yourself I'm glad you live in another state. You are slightly deranged.
What do you do with a sick chemist? If you can't helium, and you can't curium, then you might as well barium!
A survey of 1,000 restaurant goers found only 1 in 100 would ever order Steak Tartare. Apparently, it's very rare.