Not My Joke

Two men walk into a bar. The first man orders a scotch and soda. The second man remembers something he'd forgotten, and it doubles him over with pain. He falls to the floor shaking and then through the floor and...

Friend or Foe?

I just happen to agree with Mr. Ant; I want those who get to know me to become admirers or my enemies. I want everything to be crystal clear. No stuck in the middle, with clowns to the left and...