What do you call a person who can’t stop bragging about how many different languages they can speak?
A polygloat.
A polygloat.
Now I live with six dwarves and work down a mine.
Nope, because I only have a Croc pot.
Sadly, there wasn’t mushroom for him to dance.
I have like 50 wooden balls already.
So far, so good.
Because only YOU can prevent florist friars!
It's now 6pm and I'm still waiting to be seen.
Because there are more ducks on that side.
Gravy! You get gravy.
I guess that's what I get for buying a pure bread dog.
If they fell forward, they’d still be in the boat.