Q: What do you call soldiers-for-hire with pus-filled abscesses on their legs?
A: MRSA-naries.

Q: At what dealership do all multiple-antibiotic-resistant strains of bacteria purchase their cars?
A: MRSA-des-Benz.

Q: What do you call the boyfriend who is too busy to check in on and maybe even spend a little time with his boil-ridden girlfriend?
A: Im-MRSA-ed in his work.

Q: What kind of God would allow this to happen?
A: One that is un-MRSA-ful.

Q: How do resistant bacterial strains thank each other in France?
A: MRSi!