He said, "No the steaks are too high."
I messaged him “oh deer, that must have been stag-gering when you fawned out you didnt get it”.
It was a hart-to-hart talk.
Ones a bucket and the other is a Buckate.
I guess that’s due to inflation!
"Hi deer I'm on my way home soon; I feel like a million bucks. "
His wife replies "oh yes I'm very fawn'd of that place, they make me feel young again."
That really made me yawnis
Step 1: get a hunting license.
Oh, never mind... It's pointless.
I couldn't turn it down.
It was a stag party
To my surprise he shrugged and said sure.
On Christmas Day, I excitedly tore open my gift box. To my anger and disappointment, it only contained 10 plastic toy pigs and deers.
“Daaaaaddd!!!!” I wailed in tears.
Dad gave me the biggest shit-eating grin and said “Well, I got you ten sows and bucks just like you asked.”
Damn inflation.
You start with a billion.
Source: Old airline industry Dad joke. Worked in the airline technology sector for a while.
Poor guy was holding on for deer life.
Hello deer! I'm home!
Don't you know breasts are 50 cents a piece here?
He said, "No the steaks are too high."
