A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He sidles up to the bar and announces: "I'm lookin' for the man who shot my paw."
When she told me I was average, she was just being mean.
A Zen master walked up to a hot dog vendor and said, "Make me one with everything."
So the vendor made a hot dog with the works for the Zen master and told him it would be two bucks. The Zen master gave him a $5 bill, which the vendor promptly put into the cash drawer. The Zen master then asked, "Where's my change?"
The hot dog vendor replied, "Change must come from within."