Joel condensed an earlier "short-short" to six words: "In Murphy's bed, everything went wrong."
Here's my first try: "I think I'll keep the house."
Yours?
Posted by Martha Bridegam at January 6, 2007 08:34 PM"Do you want a bigger..."
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"Whiskey is not your enemy, son."
(Joel claims an assist on this one.)
Posted by: Martha Bridegam at January 8, 2007 08:38 PMSequel to the previous, from J:
"Went for beer, never came back."
Posted by: Martha Bridegam at January 8, 2007 08:51 PMFrom the New Year's Day Garchik column in the San Francisco Chronicle: "[I've] never knowingly paid for sex."
Posted by: Martha Bridegam at January 8, 2007 10:11 PMSorry Martha, but that last one beats our feeble efforts easily.
Posted by: Ben Brumfield at January 9, 2007 04:50 AMShe smiled wanly. "Remove the tube."
Posted by: AC at January 11, 2007 08:07 AM"Ignore the moans of the suffering"
(From a conversation with a batchelor friend of mine)
Posted by: Ben Brumfield at January 18, 2007 06:44 PM