“Brats are the wurst.”
I told her if she can't handle me at my wurst she doesn't deserve me at my breast
They were the wurst.
It was a Wurst-case scenario.
They're just the Wurst...
It was the wurst.
Their nicknames are: Brat, Soap and tali
He's such a little brat.
They are preparing for a wurst käse scenario.
I fear the wurst.
But people who rob bakeries really take the cake.
but I am expecting the wurst.
Time for the “wurst-case scenario”. Glad I brat that to your attention? Sorry, I know these jokes are played, you gotta take sausage jokes on a casing by casing basis. Ok I’ll stop now.
I always fear the wurst
That spoiled brat was the wurst!
I think they're the wurst..
It was literally the wurst.
It has been the wurst year ever!
Because they are the wurst
He picks up the ketchup bottle, glances at it and gives a hearty chuckle before slathering his brat in ketchup.
Puzzled, the woman watches as the next customer, a young girl, walks up to order her hot dog.
As she takes the container of relish, she bursts into a fit of giggles and walks off with her food, still laughing merrily.
A middle-aged man steps up next. Shoveling sauerkraut onto his hot dog, he laughs uproariously and walks away grinning.
When she reaches the front of the line, the woman asks the hot dog vendor,
“Excuse me, sir, but why does everyone laugh when they get their hot dogs?”
“It’s simple, ma’am.” he says, handing her a piping-hot sausage. “I’m surprised you haven’t discovered for yourself.”
Glancing at the mustard, the woman lets loose a peal of laughter.
“Ya see, ma’am? The real_joke’s always in the condiments!"
...so we call them brats.
Fünf.
What a brat.
They were just the Wurst.
They called them Frat Brats.
One in the group could be heard saying “man, Oktoberfest really brat out the wurst in us!”
A lab brat.
Friggin' spoiled brats
My wife was texting her inviting them over and said, "We will be grilling brats if you guys want some!"
She responded with, "No thanks, we generally try not to eat kids, regardless of their attitude."
I was being a brat, so my step-dad said
"I think he's on his period."
I reply
"no, I'm actually on my comma."
To which my mom chimes in
"I'm so confused..."
Moment of silence... My step dad looks at her...
"hi very confused. I'm dad."
Many fistbumps between him and me.
(sorry for formatting, on mobile.)
He thought he was a Brat.
A Brat Mitzvah
Him: Does anyone want to split a brat with me?
Me: nah, Brats are the wurst.
They're the wurst.
I think it's for the wurst
