Well there will be Truth or Consequences.
Will those consequences involve some sort of outrageous Billings?
I Hope not.
Me too. Otherwise, they might bite you in the Butte.
And then get knee deep in your big muddy. But that’s a river in 'Nam. [tee-up for next poster …]
My big muddy is in my back yard. Attracts my clean dogs.
Does something that only measures three feet qualify as a big muddy?
Well if you had to mop my kitchen you’d think so.
ETA that would be exactly eight feets worth of mud!
“Eight feet”? C’mon, Beck, you’d better toe the line here.
Counting dew claws I count 44 toes.
I hope that you’re safe with guns. You don’t want to accidentally shoot your Paw.
The ‘paws’ that refreshes.
My nephew is damn fresh I’d like to put him on pause.
I got kids I’d like to rewind.
My Blu Ray player is broken so I can’t rewind the disks – I have to flip them over and fast forward.
Were we talking about your sex life?
Music is a bad influence on children. There’s too much sax and violins.
You need brass balls to deal with that.
Just a reminder to conduct yourselves appropriately with music puns.
No strings attached.