Oh whale, what can I do?
I said that on porpoise to get your attention.
So you did it just for the halibut.
No, I swear it to the bottom of my sole.
I’m floundering to think of a good response.
I think I need to tuna you guys out.
We’re almost FINished.
I’ll weigh in on the scales, if you don’t mind.
I lost five pounds just by farting. Finally I see the air of my weighs.
Methane you protest too much.
I had a couple of motorcycles, but I couldn’t sit on them after my surgery. I gave them to my brother, and he rectum.
Anal you’re lying.
That was quite a funny crack.
Not only are they juvenile, but fart jokes stink.
Well, that took the air right outta me.
You sound really bummed out.
What a glute of good jokes.
Gluteus Maximus was a shitty gladiator.
Hannibal the Cannibal fought many times in the Colosseum. He had a wife, but he was gladiator.
Might go well with fava beans and a nice Chianti.