They were Goodyears
I told my doctor I have a problem with my left ear.
"Are you sure ?"
"Yes I'm definite"
My wife, " your stomach should be flat"
Me, " it is, but the L is silent"
My wife, " I have blisters on my hands from the broom"
Me, " next time take the car silly"
"The worst time to have a heart attack is during a game of charades."