Redraw Gogh
I’ll pass.  I was taught in art class that anyone who cuts off his ear has more passion, and hence more talent, than I do.  Oh, and also that I can’t draw my way out of a paper bag.

Whoa Dr Greg
Boy, if I had a dime for every time I heard that back in my teaching days.  Usually it would be after I was running so late for class that I forget to put on my belt and my pants fell down in the middle of a lecture.  Good times, good times.

Hard We Grog
As “grog” is an archaic term meaning “alcholic beverage,” I tend to concur.  Hard we grog indeed!  That is, if you don’t count that I’m pretty much trashed after three beers.

Ha Dr Egg Row
Yes, ha ha, that is funny!  Dr. Egg Row!  Ha ha ha ha ha...wait, what?

Hard Greg Ow
I’ll have something truly hilarious to say about this one.  Truly.  Side-splittingly funny.

Uh, that is, as soon as my folks get bored with this site and go read something else.

(Fun Anagram Link courtesy of the polylingual srah.)