Pop,goes the weasel.
An astronaut you racist..
G- Pretty well, Do you want me to walk you back? B- walk me back? G- to the friendzone you just tried to escape.
Two one to hold the bulb and the other to serve him beer until the room starts spinning.
Angel food cake of course!
He per-prosed
My pop is bigger than yours !
Kicking the old drunkard out won't start world war III.
A tachyon walks into a bar.
You better not try to start anything.
The bartender replies, "For you, neutron, no charge."
A reprimand from the Scientific Ethics and Integrity Committee and an immediate withdrawal of your grant funding.
One's weasily recognised - the other's stoatally different