I'm Getting So Old My Insurance Company

What A Dog I Got. Last Night He Went On The Paper Four Times - Three While I Was Reading It.

I'm Not A Hypochondriac, But My Gynaecologist Firmly Believes I Am.

She Was So Fat That Her Bikini Is Made Out Of Two Bed Sheets (king-size).

When I Played In The Sandbox, The Cat Kept Covering Me Up.

I Told My Wife 'hey Honey Come On, Let's Make Love Like The Old Days.' She Asked Me For 50 Bucks.