When I had the flu the other week, my wife tried to cure it but that just left me salty.
Adding in salt to injury.
When speaking of seasonings, there is much we can brine to the conversation.
A new development in rechargeable power supplies is using molten sodium-sulphur. Put simply, it’s charged with a salt in battery.
That Oly. Gotta keep an ion him.
When my wife wears low-cut blouses, men will look down on her.
You should try to make her feel better, it sounds like she needs some support.
I gave an emotional speech at my conjunctivitis support group the other day. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room.
Omg. It’s not like it caused a tear in the universe or something.
An egocentric in a conjunctivitis support group is known as an I-dropper.
My doctor advised me to check out that conjunctivitis website. It certainly was a site for sore eyes.
I attended a forum for people suffering from conjunctivitis, but when I brought up my recurring dry skin issues they became real jerks. What a bunch of sore-eye asses.
I bet their sore-eye asses were pink
I knew a butcher who got his ass caught in his meat grinder. He got a little behind in his work.
There was a really great butcher shop nearby but unfortunately the owner retired. He was cut off in his prime.
I tried being a butcher but I couldn’t cut it.
At a cannibal butcher shop you can meat some great people.
I have a great story about a sadomasochistic cannibal, if you’ll lend me your ear.
I did stand up for cannibals and they gave me a big hand.
I hear that the cannibal advertising agency is a tough place to work but it’s easy to get your foot in the door.