Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Crippling depression.
Crippling depression who--?
Me.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Crippling depression.
Crippling depression who--?
Me.
What do you call someone who used to kill people? An ex-executioner.
What's 12 inches long, red, and when I force feed it to my wife, she cries?
Her miscarriage.
Steven Hawking walks into a bar... no, I'm just kidding.
Knock, knock. Who's there? You're adopted.
If you shoot at a school of fish, could you call it a school shooting?
Do you know pigeons die when they have sex?
I mean, the one I fucked died.