How do you organize a space party?
You planet.
Welcome to the dad-a-base
Welcome to the dad-a-base
You planet.
It’s a shame they’ll never meet.
The news was hard for me to hear.
It needed to crash.
To get a gnome cooked meal.
Tooth-hurty.
I’ll fill you in when I get back.
Whose limerick was three lines too few.
The same thing Arkansas.
Runs until Friday.
The re-tail store!
Do you swear to pull the tooth, the whole tooth and nothing but the tooth?
Because it’s spine was broken.
Anna one, Anna two.
He doesn’t want to be spotted.
Nothing, it just let out a little wine.
Because he wasn’t peeling very well.
As mushroom as possible.
Eggshausted
That’s because they’re Inca hoots.
She made the first move.
Because they cantaloupe.
There’s a key change at the end.
He much more prefers the May tricks.
Luckily, I was the one facing the TV.
Give it a second coat!
It was re-leaved.
Because he couldn’t find a date.
Only one, but it has to have a really good twist at the end.
“No,” I replied, “but I’ve seen the trailer.”
Neither did he.
The priest asks it to leave. The boson says “But without me, how can you have mass?”
I’ve had a lot on my plate recently.
You need to take a long look at yourself.
I had some pretty big shoes to fill.
Because it saw the salad dressing.
It’s a matter of wife or death.
It had a blue tooth.
Currently working the knight shift.
Sacramints.
Tick tock toe.
Until knight-fall.
He was caught in a trap.
Dad: “Probably because he’s got tiny legs.”
But when I do, he laughs.
They said to press 1 for the money, 2 for the show.
The bartender takes one look at them and says, “What is this? A joke?”
I said, “It was actually Chile.”
Is exactly what you do when you take them out of the oven.
A gummy bear!
He didn’t chart the Shire.
I was so shocked I nearly choked on my toenails.
But they only take credit.
It’s like Monopoly but where the streets have no name.
Because it listens to its motherboard.
A garbage truck.
He heard they were tracking cookies.
John 12:49 “I have not spoken of my own Accord.”
So I gave him a glass of water.
It’s Layheehoo.
Flossophy.
The police suspected fowl play.
Must’ve been something I said.
Such a nice jester.
Everyone was asked to exit in an orderly orderly orderly fashion.
Because it’s in its ground state.
With a pro-tractor.
Christian Bale.
The odds were against me.
Bumble gum.
Battered fish everywhere.
Beef flat.
Runs in your jeans.
It’s ok though, it still saved me money.
I wonder what she saw in him.
It goes back four seconds.