There was a Scottish King who didn’t love sheep. He was labeled a Ewe-shirker.
When I set up an illegal clam bar I was accused of mollusc-station.
I got a bad haircut in Stockholm. Now I’m parting in such Swede sorrow.
When I heard the pun about the sleepless midget, I was un imp rest.
If you get feline poop as a present, your birthday is officially a cat ass trophy.
I went to a Japanese food place where the service takes forever. I guess it was a wok on the ‘while’ side.
The problem with crustacean bars is they’re way too crawdad.
I wanted to start up a bank, so I moved to an island.
Needing a massage is a happens tense situation.
I steal flip flops. I’m a cleft-toe maniac.