He was un-feta-ed of his cheese.
He pasta away
Bacon would go up!
All the way to the crash site!
The ability to tell a person to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.
At las!
There goes my gyro
Liver alone, cheese mine!
One has cheese on it, the other's just plain cheesy.
Kilt
Defiled.
Because black tires makes your car run faster