Author: Rod Schmidt

I know the guy who writes all those bumper stickers… and he hates New York.


I went to a 7-11 and asked for a 2×4 and a box of 3×5′s and the clerk said, “ten-four.”


The sky is falling… no, I'm tipping over backwards.


Tinsel is really snakes' mirrors.


I washed my edible underwear and now they're gone.


If you can wave a fan, and you can wave a club, can you wave a fan club?


Droughts are because God didn’t pay his water bill.


Last week I forgot how to ride a bicycle.


How many people does it take to change a searchlight bulb?


I took lessons in bicycle riding, but I could only afford half of them… now I can ride a unicycle.


I eat Swiss cheese from the inside out.


I was born by Caesarean section, but you really can't tell… except that when I leave my house, I always go out the window.


There aren't enough days in the weekend.


A metaphor is like a simile.


I bought a million lottery tickets… I won a dollar.


Is "tired old cliche" one?


I went to San Francisco; I found someone's heart.


It only rains straight down… God doesn't do windows.


If you had a million Shakespeares, could they write like a monkey?


I went to a fancy French restaurant called “Deja Vu”, and the headwaiter said, “Don’t I know you?”


I wear my heart on my sleeve… I wear my liver on my pant leg.