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“Is it true that some animals will eat their own babies?” asked Tom literately.

He is so fat… I had to take a train and two buses just to get on his good side.

Conscience: A device that doesn’t keep you from doing anything – just keeps you from enjoying it.

Realtor: A man with lots to sell.

He’s so skinny, his pants had only one back pocket.

An economic forecaster is like a cross-eyed javelin thrower: they don’t win many accuracy contests, but they keep the crowd’s attention.

Umbrella: A shelter for one and a shower for two.

She is so stupid… she can’t make ice without a recipe.

“I got this ballpoint pen from a Yugoslav friend”, said Tom acerbically.

Success can be insured only by devising a defense against failure of the contingency plan.

Is this a whole nother bucket of worms?

Discretion: When you are sure you are right and then ask your wife.

“Those cobs are amazing!” said Tom cornily.

The light at the end of the tunnel is only muzzle flash.

I just asked you what time it was, not how a watch works.

The words “don't" and “isn’t” are contraptions.

Fishing: A venerable contest in which modern man pits his intelligence and technology against the native wit of primitive aquatic vertebrates, and generally finishes second.

“Take tea and see,” said Tom briskly.

Neighbors: The strangers who live next door.

Harp: A piano in the nude.

She's tall enough to go duck huntin' with a rake.