The cow didn't make it.
There was a huge turnip at the funeral.
Nobody's herd.
At the Klondike Bar.
Fish. I got this from bash.org a long time ago, but I can't find the original post, so have this
His significant udder.
A moo-suem.
Because it's a little meteor.
Baby, I'm sorry, but I can't be with someone who's as real as the Moon landing...
Phil, eh?
Because he had a bone to pick.