Because you’re stuffing your face with it since you know you won’t see it again until next Thanksgiving.
It's just a fig mint of my imagination
She was caught because staff could see her panty lime.
I guess he’s into soft core.
I’m planning to get down with the kids.
You can say.... I was getting down with the kids.
Income taxidermy
Because he was dressing
She told me they call her the queen advisor
But I'm sure more may flower in time.
Told me it’s a “dandy-lion”.
Thank you for coming to my teddy talk
“No thanks, I’m stuffed!"
But then I quit cold turkey.
He got the stuffing knocked out of him!
I’m a taxidermist
An O-pi-nion
I call it “influen-za.”
Because they’re always stuffed
You know..Turkey.. stuffing... Cranberries..and Masked Potatoes.
When they ask, "So, what do you do for a living?" I just say, "Oh, you know... stuff."
He was outstanding in his field.
But in Germany, it's the wurst.
Double Stuffed
Teddy Bundy.
Edit: that is definitely not wholesome reddit did that on its own
The doctor is checking him out when he finds a roll of $100 bills stuffed up his ass. He pulls out the money and counts it.
“You’re not gonna believe this, but I just found $1900 shoved up your ass!”
The man says, “Well that makes sense. That’s why I haven’t been feeling too grand.”
...bud I don'd dink it was strogonoff.
aye, matey it's driving me nuts!
It was a catastrophe
For the ride home I put the monkey in the back seat, and let the stuffed animal ride in the front seat.
I asked her why it was "Left inside?"
He was stuffed.
But the taxidermist only did her back half. It was a cat-ass-trophey.
Trevor loved tractors. And I mean, really loved tractors. Forget any obsessions or high-level interests you may have, chances are they pale in the face of Trevor’s love for tractors.
Every day Trevor would get up, in his tractor-themed bedroom in his tractor-themed house, with its tractor-themed wallpaper and tractor-themed carpets, and he would make his bed with its tractor-themed duvet and tractor-themed sheets. He would go downstairs in his tractor-themed pajamas into his tractor-themed kitchen, with its tractor-themed tiles and cupboards, and he would eat his breakfast while perusing the latest tractor-themed magazine or annual.
Trevors’s degree in Agricultural Engineering hung on his living room wall, along with a copy of his thesis, which centred around (you guessed it) tractors. The living room was decorated with all sorts of tractor-related trinkets, including die-cast models, paintings and drawings.
The hedges in Trevor’s front garden were trimmed in the shape of tractors. His lawn was vividly decorated with tractor-driving garden gnomes, and his garden furniture was constructed from various parts from vintage tractor designs.
Trevor just had one thing missing from his otherwise tractor-centric life; he had never actually owned, nor driven, a real tractor.
Not for his lack of trying, of course. Trevor had been to many tractor shows over the years, and visited many farms with friends of his, but none of the tractors he had seen had ever been quite right. Trevor was so knowledgeable about tractors that every single one he had come across had possessed some hidden trait that he wasn’t keen on. His first experience of driving a real tractor had to be perfect.
One day, Trevor was flicking through one of his favourite publications, Powertrain Quarterly, when there was a knock at the door. Trevor answered, and it was his friend and fellow tractor enthusiast, Jeff.
Trevor welcomed Jeff in, and over tea and crumpets served on tractor-themed crockery, they discussed the merits of aluminium drawbars and front-end loaders. Eventually Trevor pressed Jeff to explain the reason for his visit.
“Well” said Jeff, “As I’m sure you know the convention comes to town later”.
The convention. Trevor had been thinking of little else the past three weeks. The neighbouring town annually threw a convention for farmers, particularly farmyard machinery. There would be combine harvesters, lawnmowers, and of course, tractors.
“Yes of course” replied Trevor
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“No thanks, I’m stuffed!"
Cause he was stuffed.
It was filling
They were already stuffed!
