For that, you get a purple nurple.
My least favorite color is purple. I hate it more than red and blue combined.
That may be a pigment of your imagination.
I guess squeal be moving on to pig puns now.
How porculiar of you!
Don’t hog the thread.
Are you accusing me of being a ham?
Ah, these are the days of swine and roses.
When it comes to pig puns, we’re not just cookin’ them up, we’re bacon them!
Yum! Bacon! We’re livin’ high on the hog now!
You’re just bacon me to make some for you.
Q: If Barbie married Suzy Q, what would Suzy have for supper every night? A: Barbecue.
That’s a rib-tickler’!
I like pig butts and I cannot lie.
You made me squeal with laughter.
Wish I could see the joke. I’ve got a sty in my eye.
You’re a ham. Let’s make red-eye gravy.
That was printed in black oink.
That joke left me a bit disgruntled.
So that joke’snort to your liking?