“Shiksa nun, half cousin of your mother.”
It’ a tighter fit around the back…
Very impressive Lt. Smith. We normally just ride her to the local brothel.
Make 'em all ugly again.
I wish for a mild heart attack.
Crap. Now we’ll have to piss in the boat.
Breakfast was my idea.
I define myself to be outside.
Because the duck won the cockfight.
Eats shoots and leaves.
The ceremony wasn’t very good, but the reception was excellent.
“Honey, the guy who shit in your tuba is here”
“No thanks, I’ll eat it here.”
So, he bends over to pick up the coke and POOF, Rock Hudson is gone!
“Never mind that, look at these two buttery ears of corn!”
Cock robin 
Yes, twice in 1944 but it was dark and I didn’t stop.
NO! It’s only ice cream!
Yeah, but this one’s eatin’ my popcorn!
His dick tastes of shit.
He’s a super-calloused-fragile-mystic-vexed-with-halitosis
Because the Indians just kept coming and coming and coming.
Two obese Pattys, special Ross, Lester and Jeeves picking bunions on a Sesame Street bus.
Hell, time ain’t nothing to a pig.