A sad little tail.
Just a WAG?
Cat ad dog puns are great, but eventually, they will have to go on paws.
Just don’t hound us about it.
I’ll retrieve that for you.
When a pun gets out of hand, you must whippet. Whippet good.
Even better, remember silence is golden.
I think I am in the pit. No bull.
The bloodless coup is over. No bull, it’s shot.
I suppose no genuine matador would ever accept a No Bull Prize.
I’ll ask Carmen how she feels about that.
Then read Carmen her Miranda Rights.
Miranda’s rights mean nothing to Carrie, Charlotte or Samantha. It’s the red-hair, I think.
If Carrie played in a jazz band, would her newspaper column be called “Sax in the City”?
ETA: Very clever, Beck!
I like to hear someone tootin’ my horn like that.:)
Suzy phone home.
Can’t we all just live in harmonium?
Did you hear about the composer who committed suicide? He didn’t even leave a note.
So I guess we’ll never know the score.
He’s now a world-famous decomposer.