paella

My cousin’s date was a paella. He looked like he was being tortured.

My sister’s boyfriend said he had paella for breakfast. That’s not a breakfast, that’s a punishment.

My friend texted me: ‘Just got paella. My ass is on fire.’

My neighbor said he had paella last night. I believe him. His face was red.

My brother said he had paella at the bar. I think he was high.

My mom texted me: ‘Your dad had paella. He’s now a walking meatball.’

The smell of paella hit me in the face. I almost died.

My friend walked into a room and said, ‘That’s paella?’ I said, ‘You’re lucky you’re alive.’

I got a paella at the party. The smell made my dog run away.

I went to a sausage fest and it became a paella. I was confused.

My friend said he went to a sausage fest and it turned into a clam party. That’s not a sausage fest, that’s a disaster.

My cousin said he had a sausage fest. It turned into a clam party. Now he’s a clam.

I saw paella and got a hard-on. It was embarrassing.

My friend ate paella and got a hard-on. He looked like a walking erection.

I had paella for lunch and got a hard-on. My boss asked if I was okay.

I had a paella brunch and it was the best thing I’ve ever eaten.

My friend had a paella brunch and said it was like heaven on a plate.

I tried a paella brunch and now I’m a paella brunch god.

My aunt brought paella sauce to dinner. It was the best thing I’ve ever had.

I tried the paella sauce and it was like a Spanish lady kissed my tongue.

My cousin said the paella sauce was so good, it made her cry.