Not everyone can move to a mountain, some are married to one
Why don't you follow me down the brewery, I'll tie a bowling ball to my ankle, dive in a vat of beer, I'll leave this world the same way I entered my marriage. Dead Drunk!
I've got a natural appetite suppressant. Twenty five years of marriage
A fat woman sloshed into the shoe store today, said she was retaining water, I said not to worry about it. The dam of cellulite holding it back should keep us all high and dry for the next few years