Oil be joining you.
Lemon zest in your martini not appealing to you? (Uncomfortably close to the OP…)
I love lemons! You have to admit that they have appeal.
Reminds me of the poor guy who would have confessed to embezzling from a theater, but he couldn’t afford the price of admission.
Hey, that’s on my bingo card. I’d better ticket.
Planting lots of secale grains is my ticket to rye.
You should bran-ch out and plant wheat as well.
Wasn’t that a song by Hall and Oats?
Isn’t Hall and Oats a Dutch breakfast?
That joke will nether land.
I prefer my jokes about the earth to be well rounded.
I was failing algebra before being squared straight.
Mathematicians have finally figured out why seven eight nine— to get three squared meals.
At times, there is division among mathematicians. You might say that the job has its pluses and minuses.
Algebra and trigonometry were difficult but it’s the classes aftermath that were worse.
I was never good at geometry. The only thing I could draw was wrecked angles.
Intermarriage in Dark Age Saxony was exacerbated by the large number of cute Angles.
Shapes seen in the desert are mistaken for dry angles.
An angle tried to get a loan but his parents wouldn’t cosine.
Watch for right angles here. I don’t think that the mods want a political slant in a lighthearted Thread Game.