MORE CANNED LAUGHTER JOE!

So you say I got "man hands".

Absolution? Certainly! I'll need a major credit card.

Poor Elvis In the end he just went to pieces

All we did is ask if the pasta was ready yet...There was no need to dump it on our heads! I'm afraid to ask for more breadsticks.

Your bookcase was involved in a nasty fracas at the library, we're not sure if he'll make it.

I swear by all that is holy, if you touch my puzzle one more time I'm going to cut you into pieces, marinate you, let you go bad and then feed you to vultures.

The primary decree of the fisticuffs guild is one doth not discuss the matters of the fisticuffs guild.

For Edwin, another relationship up in smoke