- Like planet, like sun.
- Your mother spits at your image.
- It looks like a sham punk from here.
- My roommates fight like Katz and Dogg.
- His mark is worse than his might.
- The back pops here.
- Thyme costs money.
- It’s all about carnival of the fetish.
- It looks like the bawl’s in your snort.
- Another one fights the lust.
- When Bush comes to shove, it’s moo or die.
- It’s like shooting Phish from a barrel.
- I think you’re gasping at bras.
- I still hang on to a Zimmer of dope.
- Keep your features tossed.
- I see spite at the friend of a tattle.
- My parents panned their hopes for me.
- Why not shoot yourself? Who knows, you may be reincarnated on the moon.
- What makes a sound, becomes a sound.
- You’ll get your just brinners.
- Are you rolling my keg?
- This looks like The Blow Job. I thought I told you, I don’t want to see anymore Andy Warhol films.
- I think she’s just spanking your brain.
- He pulled the whale over his size.
- He hasn’t got a Henny to his name.
- They gasped all the way to the grave.
- Honey doesn’t glow on bees.
- Put your funny where your mouth is.
- He’s rolling in blow.
- There’s no such thing as a twee punch.
- For what it’s worth, he weighs more now than he would in gold.
- She’s shorn as a track.
- He’s not preying with a full neck.
- I can’t bite my way out of a tapir trap.
- It was just a Wayne Knight stand.
- Why be so swig-headed?
- I ate a bad caul with the last mullet.
- I shigged when I should have shagged.
- Keep your woes to the tombstone.
- It ain’t over until the frat lady swings.
- This alignment’s got no Boehner.
- At least he went out in a craze of gory.
- It’s a mutter of gov. and talk.
- I’ll have to burn the Twilight books tonight.
- He who lives by the horde dies from the horde.
- At least you’ll get your soot in the jar.
- That rebbe’s got the long peyes.
- We’ve got to start drinking offside the rocks.
- He’s betting over the pill.
- You’ll make runny hand owners kissed.
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