Depends on what tune the Devil happens to be playing. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha.
He rips out his hare!
He wasn't white and that wasn't right, we found he was black, and that was whack, so we shot him in the back.
Juan v Juan
Because it was a kitty fiddler.
Depends."
Depends.
To one you say, "Hey you, get off my cloud!" The other: "Hey McLoed, get off my ewe!"
They say Halo.
A towel head.
This is the kind of stuff that makes my head hurt.
Pork Grinds
A. A Pair of Shoot (parachute)
Pull the pin and throw it back.
Because to them it's boring.
Shoot one of them.
Oh, you guessed it right ... the tuna fish!
The devil has standards.
Possession!