Outlaws are Wanted!
Murphys Law is the idea of anything that can go happen, will happen. Coles Law is just very thin sliced cabbage.
You must be built backwards because your feet smell and your nose runs.
In short his practice is shrinking.
I mean, Look at the poor fella freezing out there.
Me: That's an odd word to get sick of.
Outlaws are wanted!
(while it may be fair to say this isn't exactly a "dad" joke, I feel like it is a joke for dads (or moms), since they all know what I'm talking about.)
Because the English gentry insisted on proper tea rites every afternoon.
It justis. Justice? No?
A small medium at large.
ill-eagle.
In my business law class we were discussing this court case. In the case, a woman named Courtney was hitting off the tee box at a country club and sliced the shot off the course. The ball hit a guy who was working on a nearby roof, and gave him permanent brain damage. Our professor then asked us who we thought was responsible for the damages: the golf course, the course designer, or the woman. A student in the back asks "Well what if Courtney was drunk while she was playing" to which our professor responded
"Well then we would just have a classic case of drinking... and driving."
I'm still not sure which was louder, my friend and I bursting out laughing or the collective groan that filled the room.
My wife was telling her mom about a story she read online about a crazy boyfriend who cut his girlfriends young sons head off. Her mom freaks out and goes omg where? Dad responds right above the shoulders where else
Murphys Law is the idea of anything that can go happen, will happen. Coles Law is just very thin sliced cabbage.
Murphys Law is the idea of anything that can go happen, will happen. Coles Law is just very thin sliced cabbage.
Outlaws are wanted.
