Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya.
I don’t understand, so I disagree.
His pants were so tight if he’d a farted he’d blow his boots off.
That boy is about as sharp as a cue ball.
I was so nervous I didn’t know whether to scratch my watch or wind my butt.
He’s slicker than two eels fuckin’ in a bucket of snot.
I’m so hungry, I’d eat the balls off a low flying duck!
I don’t understand, so I disagree.
His pants were so tight if he’d a farted he’d blow his boots off.
That boy is about as sharp as a cue ball.
I was so nervous I didn’t know whether to scratch my watch or wind my butt.
He’s slicker than two eels fuckin’ in a bucket of snot.
I’m so hungry, I’d eat the balls off a low flying duck!
