When it comes to meat-eating, I enjoy venison, but I absolutely love faundue!
animals
I was looking for a place to roost, so I went to the poultry hotel to chick inn. The guy at front desk was a bad egg (he called me a pecker!) but despite his unpheasantness I didn’t fly the coop: after all, it was only hen bok-boks a night. ‘Only hen clucks,’ I thought. I agreed to the feed, and was given free range of the place.
When someone runs over a cat, and it has to be cleaned off the street, who picks up the tabby?
When my wife caught me ballroom dancing with a lamb, I knew I was in sheep dip.
How do you seduce an equine? Easy: start by taking off zebra. They whinny until they’re horse.
I’m leaving Pamplona, in search of more no-bull pursuits.
Anyone in a mink coat is evil. Is that a valid infurance?
I told my son to bake donkey pastries, because it would give him ass tart in life.
Hear about the dog that tried to bite baby Jesus?
It had a bad case of the manger!
In France, cats attack birds, nest paw?


