I got a fk for a duck, a duck for a fk, ten bucks to duck a fk, and I’ve still got the fking duck!
“A hot flaxseed poultice? Doc, I coulda sworn you said to lay a hot, flaccid poetess on my chest.”
Help me! Help me! My husband’s stuck!
This one sure as hell does!
It’s running down my leg.
A submarine.
Where are you going, oh boy-foot bear with teaks of Chan?
I said she was fuckin’ Goofy!
We needed the eggs.
Could you get this guy out of my ass?
–Cliffy
If it was invented anywhere else, it would have been called a “teethbrush.”
Should I have said, " DiMaggio"?
That’s not my dog.
Nothing, except grapes are purple.
Which only goes to show that a Benny shaved is a Benny urned.
You want a two lane highway or a four lane highway?
How the elephant got in my pajamas I’ll never know.
“When he comes to take a pea, kick him in the ice-hole.”
Becuase they’re both on someone’s ass and usually full of shit.
A pig this special, you don’t eat all at once.
Nope, I’m a frayed knot.
Either way, somebody loses a trailer.
Git in the truck, bitch.
Everyone has one and most of 'em stink.
–Please!
— It is scary how many of these I recognise –
Stays awake all night wondering if there really is a dog.
A stick
Dung!
Zzub.
Nothing. He told her twice already.
Because goose doesn’t rhyme.
All right, Saracen, now where’s that lady with the toothache?
“Hi, there, sir, I’m CHUCK and -”
"HEY! Git th’hell outa’ here!
True Blue Jack