Son: Dad, I’m hungry. Father: Hi, Hungry. I’m Dad. Son: Dad, I’m serious. Father: I thought you were Hungry? Son: Are you kidding me? Father: Nope, I’m Dad.
At 18 a lady is like a football, 22 men behind her, at 28 a basketball, 10 men behind her, at 38 a golf ball, 1 man behind her, at 48 a TT ball, 1 man pushing her to the other.