A Ribber Runs Through It

I only had one rib.

So the lie became a bir.

The bur caused a sore.

And a cold sore or three.

The sore led to little J O E.

And D I V O R C E.

Friends in the end.

It depends.

Aisle 14 for depends.

A ribber that guy.

No, ridder.


I love you.

Shhhhh, eat more nuts.

You fruit. I meant more fruit.

Did you ever try rattlesnake.

A delicacy you know.

How would you know.

I read that on the net.

I think.




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