Cher nob'll fall out.
They're Putin up with it.
Count the stripes on his track pants.
Udder destruction!
Jack and the beans talk
They fall for things hook line and sinker!
200 ft: Aaaaaaaaa, bump 2 ft: Bump, aaaaaaaaa (Yes, it's an old, really old joke. Surprisingly haven't seen it here, yet.)
Nobody wants to marry an underemployed alcoholic.
Brute.
She was a preacher.
A rocking Cher.
Because cher-nob'll fall out