Folks in the far north have their own social media. It’s called Arctiktok.
Two of my mom’s sisters moved to the Alaskan wilderness. Now it’s a double aunt tundra.
If your mom moved over there with them, she’d be a taiga parent.
I’d rather play cards with tigers than with cheetahs.
If I didn’t know better I’d say you’re lion.
Why did the lion cross the Serengeti? Do get to the other pride!
I went looking for revenge in the Sahara and Kalahari and found just deserts.
You need a sweet dessert after eating all the sand which is there.
Talk about desserts! Last night my sister- oh, hey sis!
I don’t trust flan recipes, they always seem half baked to me.
That’s pudding it bluntly.
I tried some Jello pudding. You know what? It pops!
You have pudding pops? I’m jelly.
It would taste better if you jam in some spices.
Lettuce, turnip and pea!
You can’t spell “pool” without a pee in it.
Or poo…
Why is Tigger sticking his head into toilets? He’s looking for Pooh.
Pooh Whoo?
Pooh never wears shoes because he likes his feet bear.