My wife wants gluten-free cakes. I’m flourless to stop her.
What kind of flooring is inherently sheepish? Lamb innate.
I wanted to go golfing but spent my day covered in dog vomit. I guess that’s barf for the curs.
I photograph my pimples. Is zit art?
What does an archer send his ex-lover on Valentine’s Day? A: Arrows.
Black Friday ads always a sale me.
I’m tired of maintaining a state of hypervigilance. You might say ambushed.
Never rush a decapitation. You don’t want to get a head of yourself.
Infanticide is a horrific form of smotherly love.
Selling coffee is a mugs game.

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