You feed the kids, I'll feed the fishes.
A widow
About 10 pounds.
By the time youre finished with the breast and thighs, all you have left is the greasy box to put your bone in.
Wife: I don't like spiders me: Ooooh *grabs newspaper* mother-in-law leaving I don't have to take this
A rebel without a Claus.
Kid:Don't poop your pants M:I was gonna say "have fun" but...OK.
Because Tom had previously drowned in the well and everyone said "Tom is sleeping with the fishes."
A goldfish.
The naval officer is trying to feed bread to the helicopters!