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Good Advice: What a man gives when he gets too old to set a bad example.

Heredity: What a man believes in until his son begins to behave like a delinquent.

They live so deep in the woods they kept possums as yard dogs.

“I think I’ve broken my leg ”, reported Tom lamely.

We'll mend that fence when we get to it.

Armor: A knight gown.

Spine: A long, limber bone. Your head sets on one end and you set on the other.

It's all Greek to a blind horse.

Sympathy: What one woman offers another in exchange for details.

Apparently: As either mother or father would do it.

A good idea is one that hits the other fellow with a bolt of envy.

Luck: The thing that draws us for jury duty, but never for the lottery.

Friend: A person who listens attentively while you say nothing.

He’s like a duck out of water.

Rugby: A game played by gentlemen with odd-shaped balls.

“Who left the toilet seat down?” Tom asked peevishly.

He couldn’t pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were written on the heel.

“I’m concerned about the number of people not attending,” said Tom absentmindedly.

An Irishman is the only man in the world who will step over the bodies of a dozen naked women to get to a bottle of stout.

“I’m putting on my T-shirt, shorts, and sunglasses,” Tom summarized.

“Elvis is dead,” said Tom expressly.