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“Parsley, sage, rosemary,” said Tom timelessly.

He is so fat… his high school graduation picture was an aerial photograph.

Consultant: Someone who knows 101 ways to make love, but can’t get a date.

Hindsight: What one experiences from changing too many diapers.

“Ignore the first three turnings,” directed Tom forthrightly.

If someone told him to haul ass he'd have to make six trips.

Shyster: The other fellow’s lawyer.

Martial Arts: A family of Asiatic self-defense disciplines consisting largely of sweeping ornamental gestures of the arms and legs – amusing to look at but disappointingly ineffective when one’s opponent is armed with a semi-automatic.

When you feel that you would like to go back to your youth, think of algebra.

Class Reunion: A gathering where you come to the conclusion that most of the people your own age are a lot older than you are.

She’s so ugly she makes onions cry.

“Eating uranium makes me feel funny,” said Tom radiantly.

He’s wearing a tomahawk haircut.

Char: Common method of cooking over a campfire.

Noise: Earitation.

G String: Gownless evening strap.

“This game is foul,” Tom groused.

Bore: A person who takes his time taking your time.

She’s not the toughest cookie on the block.

“I’ve thought of another exception,” Tom rebutted.

Accident: A thing that is caused by people, but often causes people.