I'm feeling a bit sorbet.
Look for his footprints in the ice cream.
He got hit by a bus.
Me: This morning. On the way here. Just felt like it was time.
Because they're stuck between a 69.
Aluminatti foil
Fiancee.
Me: He keeps trying to shove socks thru the mail slot. Wife: Aw. His socks or yours Me: Socks is the neighbor's cat..
Apple Sauce
Feyonce.
His Feyonce.
Arse-on. **Cough Cough** I'll see my way out.