“How’re eyes ever bigger than a stomach, Mom?”
“I’ve gotta get gas.” “You don’t have enough?”
All the kings horses and men ate eggs.
The highlander found the lowlander did have brains
He found he could not perform without her.
The robot was angry within a micron’s precision.
“Wait, ‘hexadecimal’ isn’t a really loud, evil spell?”
Holding the football, he charged into nuclear war.
The dog went and fetched the nuclear codes.
The cowboy, the knight, and Bob were confused.
The speckled mare ran away with his heart.
He couldn’t run from problems so he walked.
The color king welcomed gray into his kingdom.
“Arthur, thou shouldst have specified a rectangular table.”
The bakery closed over a misunderstanding of “dozen.”
George threw his scraps to the zombie moochers.
Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Zombie!
The zombies watched tv and rotted their brains.
The dragon swallowed the dog. It kept barking.
The dog barked at the dragon quite ineffectually.