Suck it Trebek!
JK! Ya got it all wrong, ya see. It’s shudda been, “Schuk it, Trebek!”
After looking forward to the Open all week, Sir Connery realized with horror that his tickets were only for the MEN”s tournament.
When did Uncle Si cut off his beard and why is wearing hunter orange instead of camo?
“Yeah, yeah old man, the player has a great “shtroke” now put your pills away and let me watch the match in peace.”
The match was so intense, he almost shit himself…Almost.
“Gawsh thish shirt ish hideoush “
Scottish farts its the new pine scent.
“I had nothing to do with that poshse of fat thugsh following me around,
AND NO I DID NOT WAKE UP NEXSHT TO THE BURGER KING!”
Pic was snapped just as Mr. Connery realized that (a) this was not the line to get his meds and (b) Englebert Humperdink would not be performing today.
Four hours and one minute ago, he took a Cialis.
Hurry up with the Irn Bru – we’re losing him.
Get off of my artificial lawn!!
Photobombed by the original Fergie.
“Curse you, Trebek!”
I pose a riddle to you Trebek, a conundrum if you will…
what’s the difference between you and a mallard with a cold?
One’s a sick duck, and I forget the rest, but your mother’s a whore.
“KILL THE UMP!”
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