The man accused of bad breath was surprisingly gracious. Quote, “I harbour no recent mints.”
hygiene
Anyone who worries about their hair is a doo fuss.
I popped eight pimples. It was an act o’ pus. I’d rather have ten tickles.
When I found out who was defecating in the water supply, I was all hot under the cholera.
How does a meteor shower?
With Comet. Which solves the problem of rings around Uranus.
Bending over in a prison shower calls for soaper second thought.
The man with pickle breath lived in a very dill adapted house, near Ogorki Park. He grew pink cornichons in his garden.
An academic who studied mouthwash shortages had his conclusions dismissed as ‘out of Scope‘.
I went camping in the woods, but my tent smelled like feet. It was a big musky toe problem.
I have a famous beer belly. Someone even wrote a novel about it: The Pilsners of the Girth.