Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Scoreboard! Scoreboard!
as they too had backtracked the joke to some extent.
Okay, guys, I got one. Would you rather get a massage from a man...
Is there a problem, officer?
Take one step closer and the paper gets it.
There it is. Washington, D.C.
We're supposed to leave in the morning.
- Oh, God, I crapped my pants. - Ha, ha.
We can't go to Virginia. Bonnie and Lois planned that couples' weekend in Maine.
There's the Washington Monument.
Let me show you around.
- Indeed they are. - Hey, isn't that Stephen Hawking?
You'd better hide the markers from your kids. Somebody colored in your Jesus.
It all began innocently enough with my stupid wife...
to coming up with the world's dirtiest jokes.