NED: You know, I’m friends with some of the fattest people alive.
ED: Well, bless your good fourchin!
Ned and Ed
ED: Do you like this abstract painting?
NED: No. Modern art makes me want to regurgiTate.
ED: Really?
NED: Yeah, it Turners my stomach.
ED: Oh my.
NED: If you’ll excuse me – now I have to get up Van Gogh to the bathroom!
NED: You should avoid visiting the Handcuff Museum.
ED: Why?
NED: Cuz – it’s a two-wrist trap.
NED: A dog clawed at my anus!
ED: Oh no.
NED: Now I have an injured paws terrier.
NED: Please show me your belly button.
ED: Huh?
NED: It’s a matter of national security. Please, show me your belly button!
ED: What are you talking about. Go away!
NED: I’m collecting navel intelligence!!
NED: Sorry there was no joke online this morning.
ED: What happened?
NED: My connection was all tied up…
ED: Really?
NED: It’s the Interknot!
NED: You know, it’s really a crime to let untreated steel get wet.
ED: Really, that’s fascinating…
NED: Yes – once I was involved in a hit-and-run oxidant, and it led to my arrust.
NED: Do you blog?
ED: No.
NED: Really, I thought you did.
ED: Well, I do keep a diarrhea, but only on Splatterdays.
NED: I refuse to write poetry about pigs’ knees.
ED: Why’s that?
NED: It’s against my religion. I don’t do pigs’ knees. Is that controversial?
ED: Well, you sure have a hardline stanza on a boar shin!
NED: I just ate at a really expensive pancake place…
ED: Was it too much money?
NED: Absolutely. It was ugly, just a crepe and billage!


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