So did Marge Schott’s husband, Dick.

Hell, he probably craps in silk underwear that costs more than my Yugo.

However, it gives them a ready-made defense in manslaughter cases.

76ers are getting worse at not winning.....

+1 Right again!

+1 Analysis woefully accurate and well-spoken...

And he better keep his pecker off my poker-playing pooch - or else!

Bingo!

Josh should have listened to Jesus and kept up his musical studies as an outlet for his hormones’ crescendo out of control.

Average readership:

Broken clocks are like Ambien - good 2x daily.

Isn’t being rich about not sweating pocket change?
Or maybe having your own biplane for you and your shtoophund?

That is being charitable with A-words.

Oh, no you don’t. You’re not weaseling out of this one!

1.. Rhymes are funny, though not to people with no humor gene.

Just as diarrhea is slightly superior to vomit because of its close connection to the small bowel.

-1 Anti-humor whine crusader

Oy! Kvetch, kvetch, kvetch....

By at least 30, every game.

Boo! Who knew? Lue knew.