I’ve just opened a clock shop. It’s not doing great, but it’s tIcking over.
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They said I knew diddly squat. I was like “No, never met the bloke”.
I bought a wig for five thousand pounds. That’s a lot toupee.
Recently some of my decimals ran away. But I managed to round them all up.
I couldn't think of a word meaning the same as kayak. Canoe?
I hoped to come up with a one lion joke. Although it’s nothing you can take pride from.
As lockdown eases I can resume my meringue making classes. I’ll be very careful and not take any unnecessary whisks.
I couldn't choose the right pencil. 2B or not 2B?
My neighbours have some pond fish who hide themselves away. Apparently they’re coy.
Sadly my Uncle gambled his wife away. He was playing Poker, and she was the Ante.
I wasn’t very successful as a judge. I think I was trying too hard.
As I said to my pet Dung Beetle: "Shit happens. Get over it."
I'd like to come back as a wildebeest. So I could start a gnu life.
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