Husband: “Anal?”
Wife: “When pigs fly!”
Husband: “Look at this..”
Wife: “That’s not a pig!”
A pack of wild rabbits just discovered Cousin Cletus’ meth lab.
Running short of Clays, the Dukes gamekeeper unveiled an acceptable substitute.
And that’s why I use FF birdshot for hunting rabbits.
Final approach at O’Hare airport.
SuperBunny strides out in defense of Truth, Justice, and Romaine.
.
After much testing, the US Army concluded that hares are a poor substitute for artillery shells.
They cropped out the rabbit cannon in order to keep the PETA mobs away.
The cow jumped over the moon, so…
The Black Beast of Aaaaarrrrrgghhhhh! It has sharp nasty teeth!
The raccoons and armadilos could take some lessons from this one.
No, dammit! The line is : When PIGS fly!”
Photo of the first-place effort in the North Twaddlebunny rabbit-yeeting contest
You’ve been to Britishland before, haven’t you?
Reluctantly joining the popular WorldWideWeb Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, following in the ‘tracks’ (lol!) of such notables as:
* the cow
* seven lords
* a pair of love-locked tortoises
* but nary a wallaby nor koala… (let’s get on the ball, Ozians),
Peter significantly shattered the surly bonds!
Enthusiastically joining the popular Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, Peter too late realized the student-pilot’s lament:
* How Do I Land This Thing!
.
*****
.
Signing-up to impress the gals, Peter too late realized by joining the popular Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, participation could result in his untimely passing!
.
*****
.
With only moments to spare before the conclusion of the First Annual Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, Peter reluctantly admitted his navigational ineptitude could dash the possibility of a second…!
Hareplane
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall
Tell ’em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
And call Alice, when she was just small
Look, up in the sky…
its a bird!
its a plane!
its…
Husband: “Anal?”
Wife: “When pigs fly!”
Husband: “Look at this..”
Wife: “That’s not a pig!”
A pack of wild rabbits just discovered Cousin Cletus’ meth lab.
Running short of Clays, the Dukes gamekeeper unveiled an acceptable substitute.
And that’s why I use FF birdshot for hunting rabbits.
Final approach at O’Hare airport.
SuperBunny strides out in defense of Truth, Justice, and Romaine.
.
After much testing, the US Army concluded that hares are a poor substitute for artillery shells.
They cropped out the rabbit cannon in order to keep the PETA mobs away.
The cow jumped over the moon, so…
The Black Beast of Aaaaarrrrrgghhhhh! It has sharp nasty teeth!
The raccoons and armadilos could take some lessons from this one.
No, dammit! The line is : When PIGS fly!”
Photo of the first-place effort in the North Twaddlebunny rabbit-yeeting contest
You’ve been to Britishland before, haven’t you?
Reluctantly joining the popular WorldWideWeb Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, following in the ‘tracks’ (lol!) of such notables as:
* the cow
* seven lords
* a pair of love-locked tortoises
* but nary a wallaby nor koala… (let’s get on the ball, Ozians),
Peter significantly shattered the surly bonds!
Enthusiastically joining the popular Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, Peter too late realized the student-pilot’s lament:
* How Do I Land This Thing!
.
*****
.
Signing-up to impress the gals, Peter too late realized by joining the popular Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, participation could result in his untimely passing!
.
*****
.
With only moments to spare before the conclusion of the First Annual Tacky-Ticks craze of Intersectional-Jumping, Peter reluctantly admitted his navigational ineptitude could dash the possibility of a second…!
Hareplane
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall
Tell ’em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
And call Alice, when she was just small
Look, up in the sky…
its a bird!
its a plane!
its…