As soon as it hits the back of your throat, you realize this ain’t yo’ grandma’s pumpkin pie.
That’s a Rudolph nose, not a ball gag!
All I had to eat today was Honey Bunches of Oats, so that may have been why I snapped at you.
Can you turn my TV off? No wonder the Cosbys were in my dreams!
Sorry that you got teased by the chance of YouTube cleavage, Mom.
I love that you have fiber twigs in your cereal so you can make some poo logs.
Magic Mike is her two-month-old’s favorite.
I never know what personality trait you’re going to pull out of your butt.
He doesn’t have a wife. All he has is a Jack Russell.
Every light at the end of the tunnel just leads to a new tunnel.