They keep breaking them with the hammers. A blonde driving through a flashing traffic light. They keep breaking the prescription bottles in the typewriters. A blonde ordered a pizza and the clerk asked if he should cut it in six or twelve pieces. I could never eat twelve pieces.
Psychiatrists say that one in four people are mentally ill.
Check three friends. If they're OK, you're it. Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question. Nothing in the known universe travels faster than a bad cheque.