Puns
So, I used to have a page that had some puns on it, but I'm going to add a category to the blog for it and move those puns to this posting. As I mentioned before, I am nervous about copyrights, otherwise I'd have a lot more puns here. I get tons in email every day.
A group of chess enthusiasts had checked into a hotel, and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. “But why?” they asked, as they moved off. “Because,” he said, “I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.”
A doctor made it his regular habit to stop off at a bar for a hazelnut daiquiri on his way home. The bartender knew of his habit, and would always have the drink waiting at precisely 5:03 p.m. One afternoon, as the end of the work day approached, the bartender was dismayed to find that he was out of hazelnut extract. Thinking quickly, he threw together a daiquiri made with hickory nuts and set it on the bar. The doctor came in at his regular time, took one sip of the drink and exclaimed, “This isn't a hazelnut daiquiri!” “No, I'm sorry,” replied the bartender, “it's a hickory daiquiri, doc.”
A hungry African lion was roaming through the jungle looking for something to eat. He came across two men. One was sitting under a tree and reading a book; the other was typing away on his typewriter. The lion quickly pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him. Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest and writers cramp.
There was a man who entered a local paper's pun contest. He sent in ten different puns, in the hope that at least one of the puns would win. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
A guy goes to a psychiatrist. “Doc, I keep having these alternating recurring dreams. First I'm a tee pee; then I'm a wigwam; then I'm a tee pee; then I'm a wigwam. It's driving me crazy. What's wrong with me?” The doctor replies: “It's very simple. You're two tents.”
A man goes to his dentist because he feels something wrong in his mouth. The dentist examines him and says, “that new upper plate I put in for you six months ago is eroding. What have you been eating?” The man replies, “All I can think of is that about four months ago my wife made some asparagus and put some stuff on it that was delicious… Hollandaise sauce. I loved it so much I now put it on everything—meat, toast, fish, vegetables, everything.” “Well,” says the dentist, “that's probably the problem. Hollandaise sauce is made with lots of lemon juice, which is highly corrosive. It's eaten away your upper plate. I'll make you a new plate, and this time use chrome.” “Why chrome?” asks the patient. To which the dentist replies, “It's simple. Everyone knows that there's no plate like chrome for the Hollandaise!”
That's all the content from the old page. I'll have to clear some more puns and post them to this category in the future.
Josh Poulson
Posted Sunday, Feb 6 2005 09:26 AM
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