What a coincidence. I was driving down the highway once when I blew a seal. PETA’s been after me ever since.
As long as you didn’t throw A-Rod. The New York Yankees would not be pleased.
J-lo might be miffed as well.
Is J-Lo a gear position on a standard-transmission Jeep?
It’s my understanding that shepherds like to drive a Baa Baa Black Jeep.
And the rich ones drive Lamb-borghinis.
The macho ones drive a Dodge Ram.
I prefer a Goat (GTO) for myself. Shears minutes off my commute.
Excuse me, I was just woolgathering.
A Montana sheep rancher recently discovered two new things he could get from sheep: Mutton and wool.
That’s baa-aa-aa-ad.
Bad, bad, bad!
(;))
I had some bad cheese, it was no gouda.
I had some bad sausages. They were the wurst.
You’re full of baloney.
I never sausage a bad pun.
Sounds like you have a beef with that pun.
Well, it may have been a mis-steak.
Eh, liver let die!
Aw, ‘taint mutton, but veal giblet a roast.