Sunday, October 10, 2010
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- The Right to Bear Claws
- I'm afraid your little 10-18 will just have to wait.
- We should probably see if your iPod's there as well.
- They should have to stay late, Miss Grundy
- That's it, no more eucalyptus tree tours for you.
- Thanks for making it so easy, Don Draper
- Betty's got her Wilson back!
- Take your time, Ma'am, we need to be sure.
- That's why I bought your ring off Craigslist
- On the other hand, it's time for our coffee break.
- Why is Elmer always saying, "Wee wee wee"?
- How many commas did the number have, Sweetie?
- I'm also getting kind of attached to Bubba.
- In fact, my nipple is being bronzed right now.
- Nobody wants to be in the bottom three quarters.
- And how long did I say you have?
- I'd better phone Mom and make sure she's watching.
- "The usual long distance charges will apply."
- I cleaned and dressed her in Ladies' Accessories.
- I don't really need hands-free. Tongue-free is fine.
- I don't really need a walker, it's just handier.
- I told him not to sit on walls!
- Turn a bit, I want to see what he scored.
- That line is free now. I'll put you through.
- Nobody knows the trouble I've seen.
- And don't get me started on their beef dip sauce.
- My name is Gibson, and I'm a wide receiver.
- Okay if I just stand downwind?
- Having fun, Nana? This party's for you!
- It's over, Donald. Take your punishment like a duck.
- Sneeze or blow, but never pick. Trust me on this.
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6 comments:
good news, Mr Dumpty - your wife just gave birth
An omelet?! But there are so many medical marvels these days? Physical therapy won't help? Not even aromatherapy?
Sad day.
PS - I love my Cooper Green fix.
Don't worry, Coop. I told him eggsactly the same thing when he apoached me about it.
He just laughed and said, "Seriously, you've got to be yolking..."
Between you and me, I think he was fried. (Only because he was acting really crepe-y.)
It can't be Mr. Dumpty's, Dunc. This one's definitely got blue and yellow easter egg genes.
It can't be Mr. Dumpty's, Dunc. This one's definitely got blue and yellow easter egg genes.
Thanks, Vodka. Once you sprinkle a little cayenne pepper and a few Bacon Bits on the little bugger, you forget about his disabilities.
You shirr crack me up, Bea. You can always foo yung people with puns, but it's tougher to drop those hardboiled, fried, thousand-year-old beaters like me.
well cover him in Gruyère and plate him up
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