Was making my kids laugh earlier and this popped into my head. Thought about replacing the one about the boss hesitation could also be changed to constipation lol.
Running with scissors:
Running with scissors in an aquarium will surely send you to an asylum.
Running with scissors in a restroom can cause pandemonium.
Running with scissors in a cafeteria will create hysteria.
Running with scissors in an auditorium draws in all the adulation.
Running with scissors in a natatorium lifeguard will bellow an aphorism.
Running with scissors in a parlor dad will surely holler.
Running with scissors in an occupation you will give the boss hesitation.
Running with scissors in a commerce insanity could be your defense.
Running with scissors in a calaboose you`ll be wrapped up tighter than a papoose.
Running with scissors in an aerodrome you will surely be picked off by a wicket.
Running with scissors in a tribunal where will they hold your funeral.
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