Remember your there, they're, and theirs!

Whoa there, that ointment is only meant for horses.
They're the ones who tea-bagged Johnny Carson.
Have you seen their colostomy bag juggling act?
Just put the novelty defibrillators over there.
I don't care what you say, they're not getting the good spatula.
I would join their club but I only read books about Hitler.
There is no reason we can't settle this like homosexuals.
I hate to say it, but they're doing a better job of smiting people than God ever did.
Their fried pudding is the only reason I eat here three times a week.