Hey, pass me that crowbar, please.
Sure... y’know, before the crowbar was invented, crows had to drink at home.
My last 15 minutes as a 23 y/o!!
It's not my birthday, but a scary-looking man with a crowbar just broke into my house.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but a crowbar could do it so much quicker.
What was the last thought Jesus had before he died?
"Man, I could really use a crowbar right about now."
