The New Yorker Magazine had a series of cartoons about the little mustached man who had a hard time deciding or thinking of something. One was a word eluding him all day and into the night. He woke up finally remembering:
“Gutta-percha!”
I had to look it up.
When I was down in Arkansas, I saw a saw that can out-saw any saw I ever saw. I you go down to Arkansas, and see a saw that can out-saw the saw I saw, I’d like to see the saw you saw saw saw, see?
@Yetanotheruser
A canner exceedingly canny, one morning went up to his granny: “If a canner can can anything that he can, but a canner can’t can a can, can he?”