Sometime my mind asks why I miss you? Why I care for you? Why I remember you? Then my heart answers it’s simply because mental patient needs more care.
A blonde was riding on a train and reading the newspaper. The headline said: 12 Brazilian Soldiers Killed. She shook her head at the sad news, then turned to the passenger next to her and asked: How many is a brazilian?
Come like a sprinter, Sit like a yogi, And go like a king. . .. … …. It’s not about life… This was written on a toilet door!
Doctor, cut off my dog’s tail. Doctor: Why do you want to do that? Because my mom-in-law is visiting us and I don’t want anything to make her think she’s welcomed.
Telling a lie is a fault for a little boy, an art for a lover, an accomplishment for a bachelor and a Matter of Survival for a married man. Good Luck!
Next generation Kindergarten poem: Chatting Chatting? Yes Papa! Girlfriend setting? No Papa! Telling lies? No Papa! Open your Whatsapp. Ha ha ha…
Break-up Letter: When we were together, you always said you’d die for me. Now that we’ve broke-up, I think it’s time you keep your promise!