...are dogs.
The most important Dad at the annual neighborhood end of Summer barbeque bash!
You cow herds!
The icy ewe.
- "How many sheep do you have?"
- "I don't know. Every time I start counting them, I fall asleep."
Blue sky at night? Day.
Now I can truly say the Lord is my shepherd
Let's get the flock out of here.
βI herd you!β
"What on earth are you supposed to be?" "I'm a spy" "A spy?. What kinda of spy wears a pie costume and carries a crook?"
A shepherds spy.
Sheepdog: I know, I rounded them up
Greenpeace can stop Wailing Sheeps (Whaling Ships)
Yesterday he brought a dog along
...whatβs the beef?
...because he had a little staff (staph).
Guttendog
Sheepdog: Yep. All 30 of them.
Shepherd: We've only got 28 sheep.
Sheepdog: I rounded them up.
Aussie-ago.
But it's really just a doggy shag story.
And the sheep goes "You herd me!"
Guten Dog!
I see you!
Icy ewe!
He asked me if I'd help his round up his sheep.
I asked, "how many sheep do you have?"
"67", he said.
"Ok then", I said, "70".
He caught me stealing a sheep from his farm in DΓΌsseldorf.
The accent
Let's get the flock out of here.
Stop it! You're herding me!!
The second one sighed and shook his head, "Not good, I can't pay my bills, my health isn't good, my kids don't respect me, and my wife is leaving me."
The first replied, "Well, don't lose any sheep over it."
Day.
meat and potatoes, shepherd's pie.
Let's get the flock outta here.
