Because they are humerus
Butcher your arms around me !
Cause she's got no arms. Knock Knock. Who's there? Not Sally.
He's the one with the clean finger.
A complaint Bernard!
Because it's humerus.
Because it was humerus.
Mine is this: How do you pick out the Frenchmen in a room full of naked soldiers? They're the ones with sunburned armpits.
A hot rod. NOTE: When I was about 5, I thought this was the funniest joke on earth.