I don't know what your blaming me for, it's your fault!"
Nobody knows - they usually lose count at 800 rounds.
God knows.
He has to have someone to blame the farts on.
Because she wouldn't rub it rub it. (blame Happy International Bacon Day)
It's your fault!
Sorry...that was my fault.
Because he admitted the crime was *parsley* his fault.
It's not my fault I'm blind.