Because choir boys can't get pregnant, thank God.
With a pair of Caesars. (Thanks)
We thank you Lord for our daily dead!
An alligator.
Jose and Hose B
Operation Yewtree.
He wanted to sing higher!
Speak now or forever hold your pee!
Do you mind getting out of my son.
So accountants could have someone to laugh at.
Because he doesn't exist.
All she could sing was, "Law, law, law, law, law, law, law."
He said you have to stop rapping over the choir.