Never befriend someone who is sexually attracted to almonds and pecans. Eventually, you’ll realize they’re fucking nuts.
In a nutshell, that does sound crazy.
Early peanut farmers used a secret code to price their wares, but it was easily cracked.
They pled insanity, saying they were just nuts, but they didn’t have a legume to stand on.
I was about to make a pun about insanity but I just lost it.
So you mentioned it, but then immediately dementioned it.
It’s unmentionable that you would mention that.
I told my wife her unmentionables were much too tight and very revealing. She told me to wear my own then.
You mean, my underwear goes under where?
I told my wife that her underwear was too tight and revealing so she told me to wear my own then.
[Is there an echo in here? Look two posts up…]
Is there an echo in here… here… here…?
By building an echo chamber you’re promised to get a sound return on your investment.
I like making echoes with other people because it’s good to bounce it off them.
I was up in the mountains once. I can’t remember what I shouted at them, but I’m sure it’ll come back to me.
Your retreat into the mountains appears to have been a resounding success.
When my advances in Asia failed I retreated to retrace the steppes.
An’ I tol’ya to be careful not to do that.
When I told the media the secret landing place of Noah’s Ark one of them yelled, “Yo are a rat!”
Many people have died trying to reach the top of the world, and they forever rest there.