Missing: the 2nd letter, “M” and the fourth letter, “O.”

Here come the egg puns. Let’s get this ova with.

Clearly this man is not a Trinitarian.

What about his daddy’s Thunderbird? A white rad ride —‘66? ‘67, maybe?

And where the hell are my swan-shaped towels?

Nailed it.

Your move, giant lawn darts.

Ouch. That one guy landed right on his shuttlecock.

Well, technically they’re both drifters.

Has anyone checked in Spanish Harlem?

Don’t give in to your anchor. It’ll weigh you down.

Some fo’c’sle have a problem with whatever you choose to do.

In Rodgers’ honor, Lambeau Field plans to sell a new sandwich called the “Hail Mary.” It’s full of grease.

I have to hand it to you, Barry: your post is on fleet. I’m surprised no one torpedoed this idea!

Take a bow for that one.

That should have read, “a much NAGGIER navy.”

That’s a textbook example of fractured English.

Remember Dexter McCluster? He was a favorite in our Yahoo! league for the same reason Ty Montgomery is.

Should I be 43 years old and jealous of another man’s baseball glove?