I love those catchphrases like putting the fun back into dysfunctional.

• Putting the hood back into neighborhood.
• Putting the story back into history.
• Putting the turd back into Saturday.
• Putting the suck back into cocksucker.
• Putting the her back into herpes.
• Putting the squirrel back into my pants.

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• A litigious son of a bitch, a cheap bastard, and a large headed fuck walk into a bar. The bartender says, “Hey James Brown, will it be the usual?”
• If you think about it, menus are just an anthology of blue collar poems about food.
• Saying 100 years young is like saying 300 pounds skinny or IQ of 10 intelligent.
• It’s not coincidence that creditor rhymes with predator, or lawyer with voyeur.
• Is it politically correct to say heterosexually challenged instead of gay?
• A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says, “Hey James Brown, will it be the usual?

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