LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

I'm afraid the universe is on it's last call, Soon the universe will be nothing at all, It's not yet, even May, But, what should...

Jim cannot tell a tomato from a potato, anymore, Those brain cells must have died, when he walked into that door, All the vodka, flavored ch...

A rat mixed his whiskey and beer, Next day he felt that death was near, So, he admitted to his wife, His adultrous second life, He sobre...