His bark was much worse than it's bite !
The doors were open.
A paint Bernard!
Put it in the oven at three fifty tree fiddy until it's Bill Withers. Edit:summoning happened.
He was relieved of doodie.
A Brick.
Don't bite any witches !
A sticky Wicket.
In the calf-ateria.
Because he couldn't bark
Bark.
Garlic
