Come to me. I want to plow you like a Calgary driveway at Christmas.
I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.
I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face!
Your skin is so smooth I couldn't afford you with hair You have all the holes real girls have got Plus one for the air
Woody: Oh no. Hamm the Piggy Bank: Oh yes! Return of the Astro-Nut!
Cross-examining Lawyer: Mister Cogburn, in your four years as US Marshal, how many men have you shot? Rooster Cogburn: Shot? Or killed? Cross-examining Lawyer: Let us restrict it to killed so we may have a manageable figure!
Sorry, my Prada's at the cleaners along with my hoodie and my "f*ck you" flip-flops, you pretentious douchebag!
They use to be called jumpolines until your mom bounced on one back in '72.
Lionel Logue: Do you know the "f" word? King George VI (Bertie): Ffff... fornication?
The day he moved out was terrible - that evening she went through hell. His absence wasn't a problem but the corkscrew had gone as well.