Cot-on-wool.
A Freudian Sleep.
A dinosnore !
Me: He keeps trying to shove socks thru the mail slot. Wife: Aw. His socks or yours Me: Socks is the neighbor's cat..
A : So that you can see the expression on the face.........
What happened to the cat when it ate a ball of wool? It had mittens
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags, fool.