My Sister Was So Promiscuous She Broke

My Doctor Is A Family Physician. He Treats My Family And I Support His.

I Should Have Suspected My Husband Was Lazy. On Our Wedding Day, His Mother Told Me: "i'm Not Losing A Son; I'm Gaining A Couch."

Let Me Tell You, A Discussion That Starts, 'i'll Tell You Something You Do That Irritates Me, If You Tell Me Something I Do That Bothers You,' Never Ends In A Hug And A Kiss.

My Sister Was So Promiscuous She Broke Her Ankle In The Glove Compartment Of A Car.

I Serve Dinner In Three Phases: Serve The Food, Clear The Table, Bury The Dead.