I mistook the toilet brush for my toothbrush one dark night.
Now I have potty mouth
Now I have potty mouth
Well technically he called it "whore moos".
In the Vatican.
Here’s the official distinction; straight from the British Medical Journal: Volume 323; page 295.
GUTS - Is arriving home 3am, after a night out with the lads, being met by your wife with a broom, and having the “Guts” to ask: “Are you still cleaning or are you flying somewhere?”
BALLS - Is coming home 3am after a night out with the lads, smelling of perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife on the arse and having the “Balls” to say: "You're next, Chubby."
Medically speaking, there is no difference in outcome; both are fatal.
It said “best I can do is anxiety”
Israeli settlers
when the Catholic beat the other two to the highest point on the island. He turned and pushed his brothers back into the water and said, “Forgive me, Lord. There’s room only for one, and they believe in full water immersion anyway.”
DEVO judging at the Westminster Dog Show
If there was a frog in your car!