The mother of cowpoke Tom Mix
is a suicide bomber: Mom ticks!
Moral:
Bomb! Bomb! (Thankyou, Mom.)
Post "See me" from steamy Mae West:
"All that woo leaves my booty wa-a-a-ay mess'd."
Moral:
Be careful what you dish for.
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