After buying grocers, I sat on the San Francisco pier and pondered life. My laundry detergent tipped over...
Now I’m sittin on the dock of a bay, watching my Tide roll away.
My wife asked me why I was ironing my 4 leaf clover.
I told her I was pressing my luck
My dad was complaining he’d lost a sock after doing his laundry.
I said, "that's a sockrifice I had to make".
I tried to help my wife with laundry by putting her underwear away.
But she got her panties in a bunch over it.