Me: Was that a fart?
Dustin: Yeah, but it sounded like a baby elephant was being born.
I don't fuck with feelings.
When I become President I'm doing away with summers.
I treat drugs the same as salads - just say no.
Sometimes I can't believe I married someone who used to listen to country and still eats cream of wheat.
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