Guacamole.
A guacamole.
A guacaMOLE
Guacamole
They haven't had a gig yet.
Quackamole
Men, get in the boat!
Reruns
Because the drummer locked himself in the car with the keys.
A mole-ionaire.
I pause, then say, "Hang on, let me call my financial advisor."
Guacamole dancing is an extra $1.80.
Pigcussion!
Nickelback
Cut to them back at the station writing on a chalkboard with dozens of words crossed off
Little Caesars.