Some more of his work
My wife wants to make love in the back seat of the car, and she wants me to drive.
I was out on the town the other night and I jumped in a cab and said to the cab driver take me somewhere I can get some action, so he pulls up in front of my house.
My wife is always talking to me during sex, the other day she called me from a motel.
I'm not a sexy guy. I went to a hooker. I dropped my pants. She dropped her price.
Last week I told my psychiatrist, "I keep thinking about suicide." He told me from now on I have to pay in advance.
My doctor gives me no respect. I told him, "I've swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills." He told me to have a few drinks and get some rest.
My mother never breast fed me. She told me that she only liked me as a friend.