Or, "Do you see what I pee?" might be more appropriate here.Someone decides to get a singing toilet. Upon sitting down on it, the toilet sings “Do you see what I see?”
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Or, "Do you see what I pee?" might be more appropriate here.Someone decides to get a singing toilet. Upon sitting down on it, the toilet sings “Do you see what I see?”
Speaking of canids...One wolf to another wolf.
Who ate the deer?
Woof!
Speaking of canids...
Caleb brought his dog, Fido, to the talent scouts to show them what he could do.
Caleb: My dog is amazing. He can talk!
Scout: We don't consider dog acts.
Caleb: Just see what he can do. Fido, what is the texture of sandpaper?
Fido: Rough!
Caleb: What is the top of a house called?
Fido: Roof!
Caleb: Who is the greatest baseball player of all time?
Fido: Ruth!
Having seen enough, the talent scouts promptly throw both of them out on their butts.
Fido turns to his master and says, "Should I have said Dimaggio?"
Sorry, that one is taken by the group in Wichita, KS known as the Westboro Baptist Church.I just came up with the perfect name for my newly founded religious anti-cigarette campaign.
God Hates Fags
Person 1: Wanna play a board game?
Person 2: Sure, let's play Updog.
Person 1: What's Updog?
Person 2: Not much, but I really don't feel like playing board games with you.