We have a strained relationship.
GF: I wear this skirt so much I think it's getting holes in it.
Me: I see two big holes in it.
GF: Where?!
Me: (points) Right at the bottom and right at the top
GF: (punches me)
You’ll strain your voice.
Hole Foods.
You boil the hell out of it.
Because its Holey
Beacuse it's very holey
Was Julius Cesar the first Holey Roman emperor?
He was standing on holey ground.
That's why its holey.
Because it's holey.
holey -Moley...
A holey cow!
Because they're his holey shoes
Making him, contrary to popular belief, the first holey Roman emperor
They’re getting very holey
... was a ground-breaking invention.
No
Then how do you put them on?
"I was hoping that you could give me some pointers."
The priest, after taking a moment to accept the fact that he's speaking with a pastry, offers a warm smile in response.
"That is truly a noble calling." he says. "Most frequently, individuals who wish to become priests begin by growing active in their parish, then entering a seminary. While in attendance there, would-be clergy members work to excel in every regard, reaffirming their beliefs and devoting themselves to the path of righteousness. When the time comes, a given initiate will be ordained as a deacon, which will allow them passage to priesthood."
"That sounds like a very involved process." the donut confesses. "I'm not sure I have the time."
"If you don't mind me asking…" replies the priest. "What made you think you wanted to join the clergy if you're not willing to make a commitment to the process? Why do you want to be a priest at all?"
"Well…" the donut answers. "See, it's because I'm holey."
He would probably use Swiss cheese since it's so holey
Just eat around them
Crocs. Cause they're holey shoes.
Get it? Because they're full of holes. Okay. Cool. I'll just leave now.
It was too holey
Holey Jeans.
A Holey Ghost.
Swiss, because it's holey.
The Holey Bible!
My dad saw me wearing them and said,
"Those shoes belong in a church. They're holey."
Brother: I'm gonna burn that shirt.
Me: What, it's my lazy, around-the-house shirt.
Dad (to my brother): What day is it?
Brother: Sunday.
Dad: There you go, it's a holey shirt.
I come home from work in my work pants which are slightly ripped at the knees and roughed up at the heels.
"You go to church with those pants?"
1 second pause
"because they're awfully holey" Hysterical laughter till he starts coughing
My dad glances over and says "Be respectful, we're passing by a holey place."
She was wearing those Hans Solo boots all the girls wear. Hers are pretty well worn, we were sitting quietly and she pointed out a spot where her foot had got wet.
I said "oh good, you wore your holey boots"
I only wish more people heard
Dad: hmmmm these socks must be Catholic Me: why? Dad: cause they are very holey
Because it's Holey Armor.
Because it's holey....
Because it's holy.
Because it's holey
