If you're not cheating, you're not trying.

I miss my ex-wife--but my aim is getting better.

If it's brown - it's down.  If it flies - it dies.  If it's black, give it a whack.

I can see the tops of the trees, lets go flying.

If it fills the stomach and makes a turd - it's food.

I'm sure our deer meat will be safe in the meat shed.

What could POSSIBLY go wrong?

James, Buck up and take one for the team.