They even had a 101 on Dalmatians
It's called Sam-are-i
Mo-roccan.
This joke provided by dads giving babies a bottle in a rocking chair early in the morning.
Annie Mae.
Go figure.
The editor said it was not current at all, but more of a period piece!
This is Japan, this is ja-spatula, this is ja-whisk, this is ja-wok, this is ja-mixer, this is ja-fork, this is ja-spoon, and these are ja-chopsticks.
aren't happy.
I've got a great sensei of humor.
He's a stem major.
Cyan-aura.
Heβs very passionate about current events.
Cheetah
The inside looks great! They have a penne ceiling.
Those guys are the bomb
So I'm no expert at it, just a pundit.
A genie-ologist.
Before that nobody addressed the elephant in the womb.
Nor I
His brother Frank was an absolute monster.
Strangely enough, they mostly only read the daddy issues.
Itβs the neck.
Kawaii five-o
Comic sans
just for the Sake of it
Birdnoculars
Its bird-gin-ing research.
I put an instrument at the start of this sentence.
My dad asked, "Jackie or Rod?"
It was a keepsake
because it didnt hold water
Their teacher
Never get over it.
Why are 1 out of 5 men enjoying it??
..does that mean he's samuraizing?
A man walked into a bar with his dog and ordered a few drinks. At the end of the night, when he got the tab, he was astounded at the $50 check. He calls the bar tender over hoping to strike a deal. βBartender, I only have 20 bucks I canβt pay for this drink. Letβs make a deal, if my dog can talk then youβll let me have my drinks for free.β The bartender states, βthere is no way that damn dog can talk! Pay me the money!β The man in response states, βNo no sir, watch. Spots, what kind of situation are you in when you didnβt study for a test?β The dog, βRuff!β The man carries on the bit, βSee bar tender my dog can talk! Youβre in a rough situation when you donβt study!β The bartender, βNow boy donβt play with me now, just pay your tab, that dog canβt talk!β βWell here, Iβll prove it to you. Spots, what texture is sandpaper?β βRuff!β The bartender reaches hand over the counter, almost touching the man, βI wonβt ask again sir.β βI have one more, just watch. Spots, who is the best baseball player?β βRuff!β The bartender, done being fooled with, throws the man in his dog out of the bar, taking all his money. He looks at his dog sadly, βsorry spots, I guess he doesnβt believe you can talk...β The dog looks up, confused, βmaybe I shouldβve said DiMaggio.β
I'm a geeologist.
They're leaving no tern unstoned.
Being tired and weary, the lawyer-onion isn't sure whether to go, but decides he needs cheering up.
So he dresses smartly, puts on his favorite aftershave and heads over to his friend's.
He gets to the party to find it quite a packed affair and heads over to the bar - fighting through crowds of reveller-onions - to get a drink.
As he gets to the bar, he notices in one corner a slightly out-of-place female onion.
She looks a bit sad and being the compassionate onion that he is, he heads over to talk to her.
This is quickly affirmed as a good move, as they hit it off immediately; she was abandoned by her friends shortly after arriving and had been minding her own business ever since, but over a night of drinks and talking, they quickly fall into an infatuation and soon end up spending an oniony night of passion together.
When they awake in the morning, they don't find it awkward and a steady relationship between the two is struck.
This lasts a good while, having its ups and downs like any college relationship, but eventually the day comes when they both graduate.
The two couldn't be happier!
They both get jobs close to one another and move into an apartment together.
One day, the partner-onion is anxiously awaiting the lawyer-onion at home.
She's been ill all day and checking has confirmed her suspicions.
She tearfully - and joyfully - breaks the news to the lawyer-onion; they're going to have a tiny baby-onion together.
A shallot, if you will.
A few days later, this prompts the lawyer-onion to propose to his heretofore girlfriend-onion.
They are soon wed, having a fantastic wedding-day and husband and wife-onions are on top of the world.
The day comes of the birth and no complications - a tiny, healthy baby onion is born to two proud parents.
Seeing this little bundle of oniony love in their arms causes them to fall deeper in love than ever.
Over the next few years, husband-and-wife-onions' lives are fantastic.
He's prospering at work, she's really enjoying taking some time to raise the baby-onion and over time the baby-onion grows into a hale and hearty toddler-onion, who then becomes a child-onion.
One day, the idyll of the onions' lives is shattered when tragedy strikes.
The lawyer-onion (now a partner-onion in a prestigious law firm due to chance and hard work) is at work, and mother-onion is washing dishes and watching her child play in the yard.
She glances away to take another plate and turns her vision back to
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Cyan-aura.
Never get over it.
Why are 1 out of 5 men enjoying it?
Why are 1 out of 5 men enjoying it?
