They both lost their pop.
He lost his Marples.
Nobody's herd.
Hop on Pop.
Not good. Aww what went wrong -*thinks back to accidentally popping a zit into her soup* She just wasn't my type.
Banana Foster
Tell them to clap until daddy gets home
I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.
OC) A bottle of scotch can keep beyond 27 years.