Yahoo. There goes my baby.
Because one egg is un oeuf.
Eggs actually get laid.
I'll be Ba Ba Ba Baaach!
A fried Chicken leg
A: A guitarist who'd told too many drummer jokes.
At some point they'll both be laid by a Mexican.
YEEEEAAAAH! GO CEILING! YOU NUMBER ONE BABY! WOOOOOOHOOOOOO!
The babies in my nutsack are still living.
Let's Google it.