One's a tragic Mick...
Gnomenclature.
Ones going to itch and the other is itching to go !
The egg gets laid!
it lays iggs."
Because it was a kitty fiddler.
They keep saying check, mate.
Me: You go to heaven. 4: No, I mean when you die, do I get your stuff
No matter how much protective garments they wear, there's still a chink in the armor.
You don't cry in your beer when the Irish song is playing.
Rady O'Gaga
Because a Rolling Stone gathers no Moss.
In his prostatoe.
