Staying at a rundown Motel 6 and picking up scabies is ass lice of Americana.
One of the worst insect massacres in history was at the battle of Swatterloo.
What is sure to ruin a hot-dog flavoured prophylactic? Condom ants.
An existentialist’s biggest fear: a swarm of be.
Am I allergic to invisible parasites? I dust mite be.
I worship fleas. Guess I’ve found real itchin’.
There is no census for insects. I won’t count ten ants it.
Does God have fleas? Yes, he’s the Lord, all mitey!
My apartment was infested by a pair of insects, so I decided to charge them rent. Does that make me the lessor of two weevils?
I knew a polygamist. Everytime he got stung by a bee, he broke out in wives.