Limp Biscuit
He had a Freudian slip.
A P. Because it's like an ARR, but it's missing a leg.
Because he ate pizza before it was cool.
Me: Well, all the women text you except the one you like. And it hurts, so we drink. Sister: Get away from him!
Limp Biscuit.
Doughnuts.
He had a stalemate.