The cow has the udder.
A merry dairy!
As if she's going to lay there and be swayed by some new buck.
3, duh. (My ex's 9 year old little sister told me this joke, and followed is up with: "and YOU'RE the math guy!" >< Burned.)
3-year-old: Woof woof. Me: Horses 3: Neigh. Me: Pigs 3: Sizzle sizzle. Somebody understands bacon.
boo bees
Whole milk because he cares about all the milk and not just the top 1% milk!
The Boston marathon finish line.
Because the cow has the udder
To get to the udder side
To keep each udder dry.