When I saw the large Rocky Mountain deer getting beat up, all in a row, I was shocked. It was an elk-align battery.
violence
Race me to that glass of vegetable juice, and I will beet you to a pulp.
When Tyson bit Holyfield, it was earie.
The magician nonchalantly stabbed his assistant, displaying remarkable slayed offhand.
So… I beat my boss over the head with a pie chart. And they charged me with a graph-aided assault.
I used to put wine in my corn flakes. Then they arrested me on account of I was a cereal grapist.
Don’t discuss units of heat with me. I will BTU!
My friend hit me with a book. I said ‘Quit spine on me!’
A mugger attacked me with a sharp tool, but I knocked him out with a stale baguette. This proves that loaf conquers awl.
Anyone placed in a jar against their will has been vialated.