When it comes to confetti, I rice to the occasion.
By fed oral law, all food must be eaten via the mouth.
What do rabbits say before feasting on your garden? “Lettuce prey.”
Who’s the most villainous vegetarian? A: Green Goblin’.
Never negotiate with a hungry pontiff. It’s better to have a Pope-is-full discussion.
When I asked if the green food was people, the soylents was deafening.
Maybe you think it’s hoagie, but to prepare myself for a large sandwich, I always sing ‘A Mayonnaising Graze.’
Choking on your breakfast can be eggs aspirating.
There’s too much pickled cabbage in my fridge! A bit of an overkrauting problem.
Moldy Jello? That’s rather off pudding.