They told me, “If your tent gets blown away, you won’t be covered.”
But I'm sticking to my guns.
He sold himself shorts.
There is no cure.
The reason was he whey too much.
She's denying it, but I'm sticking to my guns.
I could see right through him.
Joe president.
“Sorry for the inconvenience.”
But I have concrete evidence.
But the writing was on the wall.
He's a real neighsayer.
They always take things literally
You can't deny it had a top notch screen.
And I remember he used to be stationed in exotic places all over the world. Once he came back home with a very exotic looking bird. I asked him what kind of a bird it was and he told me it’s a rare almost extinct species called a Foux (pronounced Foo). This foux was the apple of his eye and he would take care of the bird as if it was his own child. Sometime during this period the Foux began developing a real bad case of constipation and my father was really worried about it. He tried all kinds of medicines to make the Foux pass it’s bowels, but nothing was working. One day, during this period, I woke up to a huge argument taking place between my parents. My mom was accusing him of cheating on her during one of his tours, she had found some pictures of him and another woman and he was denying it vehemently. I realized then that my father had been quite the philanderer and this wasn’t the first time he had been caught. My mom was trying to get him to just admit to his indiscretion.
“Why don’t you just admit it Harry”, she said;
but he stuck to his denial,
“You think I could ever do something like this Sarah”, he said.
Right then amidst all this ruckus, the Foux began to take a dump, in the middle of the living room.
My mom looked at the bird, then looked back at my dad and with a sense of resignation she just said “Well if the Foux shits...”
He denied everything, but the police found substantial levy dents.
“I can't turn that down.”
They said it was illegal to give alcohol to miners
The prosecution said he was a flight risk.
They said the steaks were too high
It was a real slap in the faith.
The plot thickens.
They wouldn't let contraband enter the country.
They were denied axis.
Woman to her husband while at it: "Please say dirty things to me!" Man: "Bath, Kitchen, Living room..."
I guess it wasn't stroganoff.
Don't believe me, just watch?
I could tell by just looking at him that it was a bald-faced lie.
They are dirty cheetahs, and if they deny they are, they are lion
His name was Josh Buttlicker. Everyone used to make fun of him. On his 10th birthday his dad asked him what he wanted as a gift.
He said “I am so sick of everyone making fun of my name and I really want you to change it officially”.
Dad said “No way! This is our family name, which represents our lineage, and I will never do it.”
He tried asking again on his 11, 12th up to his 17th birthday. But his dad denied his wish every time.
Finally on his 18th birthday, he told his dad “You cannot do anything now. I am of legal age and it is my decision!!” He rushed to the court with a lawyer, and completed all the paperwork to change his name legally.
Then he came home, and his dad asked “well, what is it?”
He said “Dave Buttlicker”.
I said "well, she just dropped it, so I'm gonna guess it's floor dollars."
My daughter actually gave me a fist bump for that one, which she now denies doing.
It was a real "He Said Sea Shed" situation.
Sucks. He would have made a great second grade treasurer.
Because he posed a significant flight risk!
She keeps denying it, but I’m sticking to my guns.
Inmate: It’s bec..
Officer: Yes?
Inmate: I think I have..
Officer: Go on.
Inmate: Can I Please finish my sentence?
Officer: Sure. Parole denied.
Lawyer : (whispering) Deny everything.
Me : This isn't a chair.
They said that if my tents get blown away, I won’t be covered.
Of course she denies it, but I'm sticking to my guns.
But the writing was already on the wall.
Inmate: It’s bec..
Officer: Yes?
Inmate: I think I have..
Officer: Go on.
Inmate: Can I please finish my sentence?!
Officer: Sure. Parole denied.
She denies it, but I’m sticking to my guns.
