I'm feeling a bit sorbet.
Look for his footprints in the ice cream.
Blue Bells.
Alarmed.
Depresso.
Fiancee
Feyonce
He always shoves a Bill down her throat!
Me: He keeps trying to shove socks thru the mail slot. Wife: Aw. His socks or yours Me: Socks is the neighbor's cat..
A Feyonce
Because he's the best wrapper alive.
So your arse doesn't slam.
The doctor said, surprised. "I don't know, it started with a boil on my arse." the frog said.