You scratch my beak and I'll scratch yours !"
All they said was, Bach, Bach, Bach
The waiter replies, "He looks it straight in the eye and says, 'You're gonna die.'"
Walking.
A condescending con descending.
Scream and scratch at the top of his coffin.
Start from scratch !
It has legs, but doesn't walk, beak, but it doesn't bite and wings, but it doesn't fly. What is it? -A dead crow
A head banger.