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Elvis impersonators make lousy terrorists.
By Ken Davis
When wedding bells ring, don't forget the jello.
Who said it was a good idea to mimic the human brain?
I felt the same way. When I was 9.
You should expect some side effects.
Let the healing begin (maybe next week).
What's next, frogs and locusts?
Get used to the idea of a married Jesus.
Is it global warming or an alien invasion?
Please Vatican, censor me. I deserve it.
Rubber stamp illustration, Jason Winter / Shutterstock.com
Remind me again what lawyers do. I forget.
Like Jesus, I'm saving a lot of money on gas.
Even al Qaeda can use rebranding.
Becoming a dictator is a great way to get out of homework.
In fact, my knowledge of Brazil is limited to that tall Jesus statue overlooking a city, and the fact people can be naked on the beaches while speaking Portuguese.
Who knew hideous sea creatures had their own club?
My new approach this year is not to promise better behavior or new experiences, but to simply look back at the mistakes of last year and avoid repeating them.
At first, I thought I had the flu because I didn't get a flu shot this year and naturally had to be punished by the medical community.
Tarantulas are not insects. They're arachnids. Really big ones.
Fortunately, 40 is the new 34, or in my case, 38.