There were too many vets.
3-year-old: Woof woof. Me: Horses 3: Neigh. Me: Pigs 3: Sizzle sizzle. Somebody understands bacon.
They both have intelligent eyes, but neither can talk properly.
He heard the reception was going to be terrible...
A coniference.
Because they don't have anybody to go with.
A doctor
He was pawly. I'm sorry.