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I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went

I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went to the funeral in one car. – Steven Wright

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I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and Im gone. – Steven Wright

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Last night I stayed up late playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died. – Steven Wright

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I busted a mirror and got seven years bad luck, but my lawyer thinks he can get me five. – Steven Wright

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As I was coming out of the closet, our car was hurtling over an embankment. – Lance Loud

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Its like, no matter what I do, I always feel like Im five years old, and I end up in the back of my fathers car looking out the window, and nothing has changed in 25 years. – Dylan McDermott

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car

In Paris, one is always reminded of being a foreigner. If you park your car wrong, it is not the fact that its on the sidewalk that matters, but the fact that you speak with an accent. – Roman Polanski

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car

I prefer to sing in the shower vs. the car. The shower is just steam, you know, its just you, and nature, and no clothing. You know, theres nothing separating you. Its just you, and the voice – you, and the water. – Jacob Lusk

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