The whole thing stinks!
Something’s fishy!
At least they weren’t grandfather clocks. Can you imagine?
The Rolex Oyster?
Look out! This scheme smells like the guy who she stole the matches from is in deep doodoo. Plumbing the depths of the hole story, I stink the second crook stole the watches from the first crook, but who really nose?
Would Laz hit it?
So, farmer Clem and his wife, Fanny, are watching TV when they see their very first douche commercial. Afterward, he’s headed to the store on the monthly supply trip. On his way out, his wife asks him to get some of that new douche stuff.
He comes back and has a little bag. “Did you get my douche?” “Yep.” he says. “And do you know they come in all sorts of flavors?! There’s strawberry, peach, cherry...”. “So, what flavor did you get?” she asks.
“Tuna fish”.