Got a little bit lost in the woods. I’m putting everything into the clothes hamper in case of tics.
Heck, I’m going into the hamper too.
Heading out crocodile.
See you another time alligator.
Don’t put all your eggs in one sandwich.
Why call it a sleeping pill rather than bedicine?
I saw a hummingbird outside my kitchen window first thing this morning. Guess it forgot the lyrics.
I got hot wax at the car wash and now the vehicle is hairless.
To sell their vehicles one company is featuring a heart felt country ballad, “I’ve got a heart like a truck.” So, if you live in the suburbs do you have a heart like a four door sedan?
I’ve got chills. They’re doing advanced calculus and quadratic equations.
They’re called violin bows not fiddle sticks.
You don’t need flavored coffee. It already has a flavor. Coffee.
Spider-Man has a special plate onto which he can put down his felafel and hummus sandwich. It’s a pita parker.
No friends? What about those visits to your place from Amazon and FedEx?
Don’t have a house cat drive you to the post office. I know that now.
Brandy Carlile implies the existence of Whiskey Buscrocodile.
The opposite of Lorelai is Loretellsthetruth,