If God had wanted women to bowl, he would've put their breasts on their backs so we would have something to watch while waiting our turn
Marcy, haven't you ever got up in the morning and realize something was missing? Of course you do, you must when you open your pajama top
Envy me. That's my wife. Those are my kids and I sell womens' shoes
Peg, if you weren't my wife, I'd kiss you