Okay I got the idea for this from a thread a while back.
Setup: [title of the post]
"...why?"
Answer: Because [whisper] boots'n'cats'n'boots'n'cats'n'boots'n'cats
Mice cream cones.
They're both a poor puss
I find the whole procedure rather cumbersome.
But he called me a cheetah
Lick-a lot-of-puss.
You know, because it has four legs... and a cat is also called a puss.
It was a real sour puss
http://imgur.com/7c4bFwj
I can list them all but some of my favourite are:
I stayed up all night wondering where the sun had gone and then it dawned on me.
Whenever the cashier asks me if I want the milk in the bag I say "no just leave it in the carton"
Why was the policeman sleeping in his car? It was arrest stop!
I attached all of my watches together to make a belt. It was a waist of time
I guess now he's an octo-puss.
Talk a bout a sour puss.
So we are playing dnd and our Catfolk Barbarian gets sick from being bitten from a giant tick a few days ago. She's pretty salty about it because it's made her physically weaker and she can't hit thing as well. The GM (her dad) says "She is sick with a disease that's like an extreme form of lime disease." "My God". I said "It's Lemon Disease." Without skipping a beat the GM says, "Yes. And it's made a sour puss."
We all die.
It'll be my Magnum O'Puss.
Octo-pie
...Octopi...?
pusses?
Lick-a-lotta-puss
