Yo mama so fat, she uses an intercontinental ballistic missile to masturbate.

**Child support.**

We went out, had a few drinks. Nice guy. He's a web developer.

Because they take you a boat as far in the desert as you can sea.

it turned out so bad, I had to file a complaint with the Batter Business Bureau.

It's a real udon it.

A lady walks up and she says “excuse me.” He says “yes”. She asks “where’s the broccoli? I can’t find the broccoli.” He says “oh, I’m really sorry ma’am, we ran out of broccoli. We will have some tomorrow morning.” He goes back to work and is stacking the oranges and hears behind him “Mr., Mr.” He turns around and it’s the same lady. “Where’s the broccoli at. You got any broccoli?” He says, “No ma’am, we’re fresh out of broccoli. We’ll have some tomorrow morning.” He goes back to work, and a couple minutes later this woman walks right up in his face and says “How come I can’t find any broccoli?” He says “lady, do me a favor, will you?” She says “what?” He says “indulge me. How do you spell cat, like in catastrophic?” She says “C.A.T.” “How do you spell dog, like in dogmatic?” “D.O.G.” “How do you spell fuck, like in broccoli?” She says “there is no fuck in broccoli.” He says “that’s what I’m trying to tell you lady!”

Why did Olive Oyl tell Popeye not to eat any spinach before bed? Because he kept singing... I'm quick to the finish, when I eats my spinach

I said, "It’s my weekend immune system."

A. I., A. I., oh?!