Off the Mark by Mark Parisi for September 05, 2022

That joke is the wurst.

Ewwwww….

Somebody is thinking: I like his buns.

I was told that I don’t want to see how they’re made . . . .

Can I be frank?

What a wiener.

I like when they split!!!

He’s got a lot of guts.

I can’t -maybe I don’t even really want to – imagine what could be done with cabbage rolls.

It is the by-products of these missed opportunities that make up his life.

God, NO! Anything but THAT!

The Horror! The Horror!

He’s such a brat!

Gives a new meaning to calling some one a wiener…

I never sausage a thing.

It takes guts to play that role. Among other things.

Pork snouts and beef rectums: that’s what hot dogs are made of.

It was a good audition, but he still couldn’t cut the mustard.

(And when he got the rejection letter, he didn’t relish the news. He became a very sour kraut.)

Dangit! I slept in. All the good comments are taken…there’s no way I can ketchup…?

I’d find that very unsavory.

This could be hideous!

When I was a kid, they called me “the German sausage” because I was the wurst brat anybody had seen.

He’s full of it.

his co-star is a roll that has a nice buns