Sure, I'd love to help you out. Now, which way did you come in?
I heard you went to have your head examined but the doctors found nothing there.
Girl: "Girls are better than boys."
Boy: "Then why did God make boys first?"
Girl: "Duh, you have to have a rough draft before the final copy."
When God was handing out brains, Jack must have been holding the door.
Instead of being born again, why don't you just grow up?