I saw a doctor the other day because of some health concerns.  The doctor diagnosed me as having life.  She said that I had likely contracted life from my parents having sex.  The doctor told me not to worry because I would have life until I died.  There is no cure.

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I stopped masturbating.  I lost the instructions.

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Why are we curious?

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Overheard at a slave auction:

“Do these slaves come with their own chains?”

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Should I worry?  I experience separation anxiety on garbage day when they take away my garbage.

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How can people believe what The Bible says?  Bibles can’t talk.

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Do viruses worry about catching people?

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“Who put The End there?”
“I don’t know, but I think it means that we are supposed to stop.”
“Supposed to stop what?”
“Talking?  Being?  Our lives?”
“But I don’t feel like stopping.”
“Neither do I.”
“So let’s keep going and see wh—“