He found them under the bleachers kissing chipmunks.
Genre: Comedy
The fistfight ended in group therapy and hugs.
Upon turning sixteen, his daughter drove him crazy.
The car puttered out halfway between gas stations.
Someday my children’ll stop yelling, hopefully not soon.
She blanched. He really could play Blanch Dubois.
“What’s happening, little brother?” “Just some galactic domination.”
“I’m the very model of a modern—” “Dweeb?”
The alien cloned itself to escape court system.
“Do robots dream of electric sheeple?” “Probably not.”
“That lady could sell death to a zombie.”
“Well, hello there, Smelly Kelly.” “Hello, Impotent Bob.”
“Mom loves you very much.” “What about you?”
He got emotional when she burned the burgers.
She got gas, but he already had gas.
“You did the dishes?” “Yup.” “Who are you?”
Little green riding hood visited her grandfather bear.
“I will be free from—” “Odor? Yes, please.”
“Go West, young man.” “Go East, Old Dude.”
“Baby, we go together like pineapple and pizza.”