They fit like a glove.
where's my udder one
...but I don't like to point fingers...
But the taxidermist only did her back half. It was a cat-ass-trophey.
I walked up to my coworker and said "I get 'no drugs' but what is the deal with mittens?"
He looked at me very concerned and said "Everyone knows mittens are a gateway glove!"
"...but I don't like to point fingers."
is a mitten knit.
She had mittens.
She had a litter of mittens.
I guess I’ll have to settle for bad mitten.
(calling dad on cell phone)(mittens is our cat)
Me: Dad the cat puked on the carpet
Me: Dad why are you laughing?
Dad: I guess you could say mittens isn't feline very well
My 2.5-year-old son was singing Old MacDonald in the car and decided to be a little silly by having each verse be a progressive number of mittens on his farm.
When he got to five mittens, I asked him, "Why would he need so many mittens? How many hands does he have?"
While my son was thinking it over, my wife replied, "They are for all of his farmhands."