Jack and the beans talk.
It's called What Sap.
They were caws for concern.
I call it Norse Code
Huh, how bees are....
You better use a Penn & Teller
I said, “No. Get your fax straight.”
You will get something in your eye
Fowl language
He uses sine language.
It's because they bark
Because Out Look is the opposite of In Touch.
Poor guy turned to a life of mime.
They are looking for someone to do their press releases
A Norwegi board
It almost completely happens underseas.
So, she walks over and takes a seat next to him on the bench, turns to him and says, "Sorry to bother you. I know this may be a little forward but I would love to grab coffee with you some time."
Flattered, the man responds, "Sure... but what makes you so certain you and I would get along so well?"
"Well..." the woman says. "A couple things, actually. I noticed you were wearing an Iron Maiden t-shirt. Iron Maiden are my favorite band of all time. When they went on their reunion tour in 1999, my parents took me to see them in Cleveland. I was 12 years old and it was the first concert I ever went to. I absolutely love Iron Maiden."
The man can't believe it.
"I saw them play Cleveland in '99! First concert I ever went to on my own. My best friend Jimmy Spitz and I told our parents we were sleeping at each others' houses, snuck out, took a bus into the city and saw them play at the Plain Dealer Pavillion!"
Naturally, they're both shocked.
"If that isn't weird enough..." says the woman. "I noticed you're reading Mark Twain. I was a communications major in university and I actually wrote my thesis on Mark Twain and how he used satire as a lens to comment on current events of the time, comparing him to satirical news sources of today. He's my favorite author."
Now the man is really taken aback, "Get out of here! I was an English major in university! I specialized in 19th century American literature and this is like my fourth or fifth time reading Tom Sawyer, I absolutely love Mark Twain."
They both can't believe it...this has got to be a match made in heaven.
"Ok..." the woman says. "Well, buckle up because here's the icing on the cake. I noticed you're eating a prune. Prunes are my absolute favorite fruit. When I was a kid, my grandfather lived on a farm. He had an orchard that mainly grew apples and some lemons, but he knew how much my sister and I loved prunes so he kept a couple of plum trees. Every year at the end of the summer, we'd go up and harvest the plums with him. He'd dry them and by the time we'd go back to his place for Thanksgiving he'd always have those prunes saved just for us. They're my favorite fruit! I love prunes, you're eating a prune, this has got to be fate. What do you say?"
The man puts down his fruit and responds,
"It's a date!"
Thankfully, l was able to open the door, by talking to it...
Communication is key.
You drop him a line.
But my only way to work is broken down, and I just can't bring myself to tell him.
Horse code.
Does anyone want to talk to her about it?
Communication is key...
I guess it's a version of sign language, sew to speak
I have been using an Ethernet cable more than anything else.
You can say we have poor communication which makes it difficult to connect.
You can call me an anti-faxer.
A Luigi board.
The dog barked
Using Norse Code
At least that's what she said in her diary.
That’s how bees-are
Jack and the beans talk.
Jack and the beans talk...
A Lou-ouija board.
