She isn’t your friend anymore.
I told her no. Whatever dilla is, I don’t think I could eat a whole case.
I think she's going to take me up on it.
It's very ofPutin.
Anything I can rectum mend?
I told him that's the last thing I need.
I couldn't dig it.
I said, "Sure, why not?"
Paying tithing just decimates your income
He said he isn't looking forward to work with them.
"Really?" "Sure," she said.
"It's the yeast I can do."
I said, No thanks, that's not my cup of tea.
...I will not be deterred!!
They are calling it “Ted Cruise”
That day, another Fiddle Catastrophe was prevented.
He drank a full glass.
He was offered a refill.
He declined.
The guy was one punch man.
If they don't, after the 90 days they will finnish being Finnish
It’s like he didn’t even carrot all
It's seasonal
I flat out refused. Why would I take money from someone who has no interest?
Cashier: "Sorry, we only accept cash."
He replied, “I refuse to work with compost! It’s so degrading!”
But, I had to turn it down.
Spent all night thinking about the prose and cons.
The money is good.
I'm on knights this week.
They’re changing their name to Knockers.
She took plea A.
So naturally I said yes, matcha-bliged
I guess you could call it a quip pro quo.
The Colonel of Truth
Now I have ten ants.
He couldn’t see himself doing it.
It’s spam
...I suggest you just take the Spaniel.
I don’t want him to spreadsheet about me.
He found his way to the men's department where a young lady offered to help him. "Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"I don't speak Spanish, but we have some very nice suits over here," said the salesgirl. "No, no quiero trajes. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Well, these shirts are on sale this week," declared the salesgirl. "No, no quiero camisas. Quiero calcetines," repeated the man.
"I still don't know what you're trying to say. We have some fine pants on this rack," offered the salesgirl. "No, no quiero pantalones. Quiero calcetines," insisted the man.
"These sweaters are top quality," the salesgirl probed. "No, no quiero sueter. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Our undershirts are over here," fumbled the salesgirl, beginning to lose patience. "No, no quiero camisetas. Quiero calcetines," the man repeated.
As they passed the underwear counter, the man spotted a display of socks and happily grabbed a pair. Holding them up he proclaimed, "¡Eso sí que es!"
"Why didn't you just spell it in the first place?!" yelled the salesgirl.
Buy nine glues, get gluten free...
He tried everything: rodents, small animals, and even cuts from larger animals, but it wouldn't eat.
As a last resort, he offered a virgin, but still the snake wouldn't eat. So, he called up the village's wise man.
Without hesitation, the wise man put two pieces of bread on the woman, and the snake ate her whole.
When Attila asked why, the wise man responded,
"Thine anaconda don't want nun unless you've got buns, hun!"
No, the steaks are too high!
My first search for a mate brought no matches, but did give me plenty of prospects.
It was an ether/oar situation.
Never drink it. You never know what he putin there.
"Like a bra, not a braai"
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Based on true events. I had to stop myself from blurting that out.
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Thanks to u/rumbustiousben for reminding me that not everyone knows what a braai is - it's a barbecue in Afrikaans and commonly used as part of English by South Africans
I told him that's the last thing I need
That day, another Fiddle Catastrophe was prevented.
