Whenever I see talk of cryptids I don’t know if I want to say “Yowie!” or “Shucks.”
Foukes in So. Arkansas refer to it as the Boggy Creek monster.
Wealthy northeast lake monsters have Champlain wishes and caviar dreams.
The Lord healed 10 men with leprosy and only one returned to thank him. Jesus, he got leprechaun-ed!
That’s what sidhe said.
Would it be unfaerie of me to say that you have been sluaghing off?
Well, it won’t get you any brownie points.
That’s just so elvish of you!
Elvish has left the building; he was feeling a bit pixie-lated.
Very nisse of you to announce that for everyone.
When Albert Alligator and Beauregard Hound get tired of that possum, they’ve been known to shout “Ogopogo!”
Hepzibah, humbug!
I can’t decide if your comment is Le Pew or odorable.
I smell a rat!
When burrowing rodents gamble, they often gopher broke.
Well, now I feel like a gerbiling idiot.
Is that hair on your Chinchilla?
All fur one and one fur all.
On MAS*H, BJ was played by Mike Fur-all.
Yea, but Hawk-eye was all feathers!