I won’t dance with you for three reasons. First, Sir, you are drunk. Second, this is not a waltz, it’s the Paraguayan National Anthem. And third, I am not a vision in red, but rather the Papal Nuncio.
Alright, death – death by snoo-snoo.
Just then, the little apprentice leaned over and said, “It says sprocket not socket!”
“It says celeBRATE!”
“Ja! Beiherhund das Oder die Flipperwaldt gersput!”
Walk him and pitch to the rhino.
Lupus
“It’s NEVER Lupus!”
She and I BOTH got fired!
We named the DOG Indiana!
Och, the O’Brian twins are drunk again.
Regards,
Shodan
I have to lay you our Jack off.
And then she says “Those aren’t buoys!”
Corollary: “I only said it once… once… once…”
I know. That’s why I poisoned you.
Nothing. Neither one’ll do dick.
I did but I fell asleep and when I woke up I was in a biker’s mustache.
Go back! It’s a blow job!
“Won’t matter none. Just gonna be the two of us anyway.”
“Oh, no,” the penguin said, blushing. “This is just ice cream.”
“Eh, it was all right. But you’ll never guess who I had lunch with!”
“Are you a Protestant Jew or a Catholic Jew?”
“We’ve had plenty of Popes up here, but he’s the first lawyer.”
We have removed the Arsenal shirt to save the family from embarrassment
Why do you ask, Two Dogs Fucking?
“If another engine conks out, it could be hours before we get there!”
Her son’s dick tastes different.
“Not so fast there, Jenkins!”
“It’s all about the money with you Jews, isn’t it?”
Because there are twenty of them.