He goes to a bar and slips somebody a Rupee, then gives them a Franc and some Deutsche Marks.
Weight for it...
One goes to the bar for a cold one. The other goes to a morgue.
Staying up all night wondering if there really is a dog.
A landmine.
Friday.
CGI Friday's
Somebody had an idea.
3-year-old: Woof woof. Me: Horses 3: Neigh. Me: Pigs 3: Sizzle sizzle. Somebody understands bacon.
He goes into the barn and slips into a nice warm Jersey.
It slipped a disk.