It was a krauted field.
...it's supposed to be a C-food stir-fry.
They call it, Coles law
He was already a head
He calls it the Colesla.
There was a big turnip at the funeral.
That’s Cole’s Law.
It was Cole's Law.
He wasn't ahead of lettuce.
How utterly radicchio-less.
One's a pale kit
The other's a kale pit
So my wife was rooting through my desk to get an envelope and stumbled across one of her Christmas presents that I hadn't wrapped yet. I told her that she's bad for snooping and that I would have to send it back.
Due to recent environmental regulations and the price of coal, it is no longer given to naughty people for Christmas. Instead you get a cabbage. It will come thinly sliced with mayonnaise.
This is known as Coal's Law.
"That was the whole setup wasn't it for that line"
It's Cole's Law.
And I shall name it Cole's law
...It was Murphy’s Law and coleslaw colliding.
Me- I guess you'll just have to drop me off at the gas station then.
I have a lot of emotional cabbage