I yam what I yam!
I think you misspelled “Horseradish”…
“Whiskey” I’ll be having mine neat.
There’s reindeer poop’n on your roof right now…
Sounds like they are watching a BBC crime drama set in Scotland…. even the Brits have to turn on closed captioning to understand what they are saying.
Two kinds of fruitcake: the one that was made with loving care by a family member or friend, and the sugar laden bricks, filled with more sugar in the form of candied fruit, extruded out by the food corp.
“Three Sir!”
You’re a mean one, Mr. Ponch
You really are a heel
You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Mr. Ponch
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel
Blärt!
“Look, it’s a platypus!”
Platypus puts on a hat.
“OMG! It’s Perry The Platypus!”
I yam what I yam!