She first said the she wanted to “cuddle”. He heard “noodle”.
Don’t take your spaghetti to beddy.
That’s not what I meant when I asked if you wanted to canoodle!
He’s all wrapped up in himself….
“Well you seem to have all of our presenta and our futura, why can’t I have all of the pasta?”
One of Irving Berlin’s nightmares: “I’m dreaming of a succubus named Medusa. . .”
Those spaghetti dreams are the worst!
It could be worse. There could be spaghetti or Alfredo sauce on the pasta.
Eh, them hyoomans sure indulges in some strange sorts of reproductive rituals.
“Have you been hitting the sauce again?”
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