Why did I have this in my miscellaneous e-mail folder, sent to myself?
Stoats are weasels, Bart. They don't come in cans.
It's the viscoelastic Swedish bed that makes all others obsolete!
Ten hippopotamuses roam wild among the ruins of the late drug kingpin Pablo Escobar's abandoned country home, leaving huge footprints in the mud and scaring the wits out of the local cows. -- Reuters
"It's like a gay bar, only with...demons."
"Honey, the butler's dead!"
"Sheep of the universe, rejoice."
That's the international hand symbol for gay. Or... maybe salmon.
"You're such an old-fashioned romantic, Xander. Gold Card. Jaguar. Mass murder."