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Wife: A former sweetheart.

Marriage: The difference between painting the town and painting the back porch.

“This way to the seabird exhibit”, said Tom awkwardly.

Don't put all your chickens in one basket.

He is confused as a baby raccoon!

Give a man a match, and he'll be warm for a minute, but set him on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

Choir: A group of people whose singing allows the rest of the Congregation to lip-sync.

“Life isn’t fair,” said Tom darkly.

The police surrounded the building and threw an accordion around the block.

A waist is a terrible thing to mind.

Blurt: To speak the truth.

Bowling Alley: A quiet place of amusement where you can hear a pin drop.

“I’ve mailed the letter,” Tom assented.

They live in a two-storage house.

Charm: The ability to make someone think that both of you are wonderful.

This thing is snowballing like a house afire!

“That horse looks like a good bet at 20 to 1,” said Tom oddly.

Good Neighbor: A fellow who smiles at you over the back fence, but doesn’t climb it.

Experience: What you get from being inexperienced.

Insurance: A form of gambling in which we bet our chance of escaping disaster, and win only when we lose.

“Unlike you, I’ve always been a dog person,” he barked.