Every Time I See Him, He's Not

Cut That Pizza Into Six Slices Instead Of Eight, I Ain't That Hungry.

Yogi Ordered A Pizza. The Waitress Asked How Many Pieces Do You Want Your Pie Cut? Yogi Responded, Four. I Don't Think I Could Eat Eight.

How Come It Rains Every Hall Of Fame Weekend? They Need To Move It To A Different Weekend.

If You Ask Me Anything I Don't Know, I'm Not Going To Answer.

It's Tough To Make Predictions, Especially About The Future.