Flip through the latest issue of Gulf Weekly.
My wife’s cooking is so bad we usually pray after our food.
My old aunts would come and tease me at weddings saying: “Well Sarah? Do you think you’ll be next?”
I settled this quickly once I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.
What do you call a boomerang that doesn’t come back? A stick.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
The love of your life.
Liar! Chocolate can’t speak!
