The War Against Cliche

Two men walk into a bar, of course two men is too cliche. Start over.

A man and a camel walk into a bar. Bar is quite the modern meet up place. Strike the cliche.

A man and a camel walk into an Asian Spa, but then again can we be so cockey to assume the preferred method of motorisation is walking? After all, walking implies a bipedal format. Damn the cliches!

A man and a camel fly in on an electronic hoverjet into an Asian Spa. There you go. 1/3 way done towards a audience killing joke.

I wonder if I have a sense of humor or just the right timing.

There's a Myspace universe whether or not it's a microcosm or a macrocosm is yet to be seen.

Hmmm. I need sexier boxer shorts. The ones I'm wearing now make it appear as if I'm hiding diapers.

Say God is out there, then you are here, but what if there is really here, does that mean you're not really here?

Skank by numbers is a ch-ch-ch-ch ile song.

Black people are brown and white people are pink. Two moderates have been pushed to extremes. Sounds political.

Amber glass lasts like coordinating puffs of oxygen and nitrogen;
When you drink it's exhalation but not of the going...

REGARDING THOSEINTERNET SEARCHESYOU FOUND AND THENCONFRONTED ME ABOUTIN A HOSTILE WAY?WE'LL BE LAUGHINGABOUT THE HUGEMISUNDERSTANDINGIN THIS WEEK'SCOUNSELINGSESSION.
BY FRANK FERRI
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Can't a person be particular about his desserts? I'm damn near OCD when it comes to blind-baking my crusts to the perfect golden brown. I was simply seeing if there were any like-minded precision-driven pastry fanatics out there.

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While it's true we don't have children yet, we're going to someday. And they're going to grow up—faster than you can imagine—and have lots of questions. I don't know about you, but I'd like to have some answers.

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I know how much you enjoy the occasional spa treatment, so I wanted to surprise you with one. Guess that's ruined now.

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It was going to be on your pillow when you got back from the facial. Also ruined.

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I'm sorry, but we don't own any books called What to Do When the Cat Falls in the Toilet. Forgive me for turning to the Internet for feline-drying techniques.

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Apparently, you're too busy—or is it callous?—to concern yourself with the fact that prostitutes need to eat, too. And guess what? Turns out they tend to crave poultry.

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Now that was just a typo. The c should have been an f. Those gays make me mad.