Keep our sidewalks splic n splan.

I split the atom and split

Well, I can stay a little while but I have to go home eventually.

Mr Creosote, this means YOU!

And no piecing either

– Dear, there are beef balls urinating in the pubic lovatory!
– Let’s do the spit, darling.

Or sheeting

If you split you will be told to fork off!

At least consider your pubic hygiene first.

What about my personality?

I expect to rate this translation poorly.

Or did you mean “Don’t leave, stay here and wait” ???
For what, exactly….?

But I brought my fission licence!

NO HAWKERS!

You don’t need to axe me twice.

Houston, we have a splitting problem here.

Houston Court is occupied by illegal Amoebas.

Ironically, this sign draws a lot of wise cracks.

If you like to split move to Cleveland Court.

As there are a few things I like to split.

May I ask; “Don’t split what?”

One thing’s for sure:
Trying to figure out how to obey this sign is giving me a splitting headache!

That’s what splittoons are for, tloops!

Yeah, then we’d have blood and guts all over the place.

Too late, I already splat.

Well, those beef balls urinating were delicious.
Shall we spit the bill?

When someone has bad hygiene people tend to make like a banana and…and get out of there.

Ok, let’s urinate, um . . . unite