Butts Up Puns

“Sorry, I’m a little behind.”

A pain in the ass

But it was just a cat-ass-trophy

The doctors described his condition as stable.

What a pain in the ass

He literally had his ass handed to him.

They charged him with possession of crack cocaine.

The proctologist says alright let me have a look.

The proctologist comes back and says “I’ve got bad news, it’s worse than that, that’s only the tip of the iceberg”.

How it got stuck up her butt I'd never know.

To cover up their butt qwack

“Aye matey!”

a university student was packing her overflowing backpack with her own purchases. She got everything in, except for a baguette and a bunch of leeks, the latter sticking out of her pack through an opening in the zipper.

I just couldn't help myself.

"Your backpack is leaking".

He had nowhere to go, butt up.

While having a bite to eat, they talk about their moonshine operation.

Suddenly, a woman at a nearby table, who is eating a sandwich, begins to cough. After a minute or so, it becomes apparent that she is in real distress. One of the hillbillies looks at her and says, 'Kin ya swallar?'

The woman shakes her head no. Then he asks, 'Kin ya breathe?'

The woman begins to turn blue, and shakes her head no.

The hillbilly walks over to the woman, lifts up her dress, yanks down her drawers, and quickly gives her right butt cheek a lick with his tongue.

The woman is so shocked that she has a violent spasm, and the obstruction flies out of her mouth. As she begins to breathe again, the Hillbilly walks slowly back to his table. His partner says, 'Ya know, I'd heerd of that there 'Hind Lick Maneuver' but I never seed nobody done it.'

To cover up his butt-quack!

You hope they don't answer, you can even hang up after 1 ring.

They text you the next morning 'what's up?'

You text 'Oh, I didn't realize I called you, must have been a butt dial.'

You text 'I guess you didn't answer huh?'

You text 'You must have known.... it was a booty call.'

To cover up his butt quack.

I’m watching “Daddy‘s Home 2“ on Amazon Prime right now. I’m crying with laughter...it just hit me so funny.

If they pick up both, they'd fall on their butt.

I woke up with a spoon in my butt

Butt up - butt up - butt up butt up butt up butt up butt up!

Several years ago my wife and I were the only two in a movie theater when an older guy (70ish) came in and very slowly moved to the row we were in and went to sit in the seat right next to me. I looked at my wife with a "can you believe this?" face.

Just as the guy's butt hit the chair he looked at us and said "gotcha!" Then sprang up and went to a seat several rows away chuckling to himself as if he does that all the time. Never said anything else to us, just loving his old man life and trolling strangers at the movies.

when she slipped and fell on her butt. She got up and brushed it off and my husband asked her if she was ok. When she said yes he replied, "are you sure? Because it looks like your butt has a crack."

Instant eye roll.

I unknowingly sat on a pile of cheezits on Saturday at my cousin's graduation. When I stood up to wipe my butt off, I discovered my error and loudly exclaimed, "Oh, no wonder I was feeling so crumby." My whole family groaned, but this one woman sitting behind me laughed and said, "Good one!"

It was a proud moment for me.

My girlfriend rolled over on the bed and my tv remote was next to her. She turns and looks at me, says "the t.v. remote almost went up my butt!" To which I replied "did it.....turn you on?" She was not amused.

It's very risky when you butt dial somebody and they pick up, because then it's your ass on the line

One morning while sitting down for breakfast, my Dad looks up, points at my waist and exclaims, "What are those two things coming out of your butt?!" My 6 yr. old self wheels around like a dog chasing it's tail looking for said objects. nothing. I ask what they were and he says he's not sure, but that I will be fine. After school he get's home from work. Me: "Dad, do you those things coming out of my butt still?" Dad: "Yup" Repeat action and conversation from the morning again. And repeat again then next day, and the next ... 7 days in total I'm getting pissed my Dad see's them all the time but my Mom and older Sister don't. I surely don't see two things coming out of my butt. I'm starting to freak out and cry. Why can I not see these two things coming out of my butt, I'm sobbing, blubbering gibberish and spittle running down my chin to my shirt. I'm gasping for air and crying and just about to blow a gasket (I'm 6 mind you ...) my mom finally had enough, "Dammit Craig ... TELL HIM NOW!!" I get all calmed down and start getting excited, I'm going to find out! he sits me down and tells me this ... "I have told you all week that you had two things coming out of your butt?" That's why I'm losing my shit, Dad "Well, I was talking about your legs. You're legs come out of your butt and you have two of them." all the while looking me straight in the eyes, he starts a famously wonderful shit-grin. Mom loses it again, throws her arms up in utter frustration/disappointment/disbelief. Sister virtually pissing herself in laughter. My dad gets up, smiling that smile, he walks away with a pat on the head. "Pay better attention next time."

groan.

TLDR: I was 6, told I have 2 things coming out of my butt for a week. finally told that they where my legs. facepalm and groaner.

edit: - waiting for the right moment to pull this one on my 5 and 7 yr old ...

When I was growing up, anytime my dad would see my butt (happens surprisingly often as a boy) he would yell "NOOOOOO" and I would always turn around scared wondering what was wrong when he would reply "Say no to crack!"

The documentary mentioned how some inmates try to sneak in cell phones by sticking it up their butt. Without hesitation I responded with "I bet you they get crappy reception." then my wife gave out the longest sigh... I think I'm getting the hang of this.

I grew up on the farm, but my son was a city boy. We get there:

Son: I smell butt! Me: No, you smell dairy air.

He rolled his eyes, but I think I thought I heard him chuckle under his breath.

...I said: "It's a toss up between Bundy and Borland... butt honorable mention goes to Swearengen".

So as a kid, I was super clumsy. I could barely take two steps without falling down. And every time, I scraped my knee. I would get up crying and find my dad And every time, the conversation went like this:

Me: Dad I hurt my knee.

Dad: Your high knee or your low knee?

Edit: Hiney (sounds like high knee) is another name for a butt. You know it's a dad joke when you have to explain it....

He and his cousins found a stray dog. They picked him up by the tail and poured gasoline down his butt. The dog freaks out and starts running around the yard. He ran around the house two or three times and suddenly stopped right in front of him and that was the end of the story.

So everyone is appauled because that's insanely cruel and my dad is not that type of man. So we ask if the dog died.

"No, he just ran out of gas"

I answered the phone to:

"Hello, this is Doctor [Redacted], I was calling to speak with Lyssa_Ray."

"Hello Grandpa..."

"Yes, we wanted to follow up with you regarding your enema; did you want a cold water enema or a hot water enema?"

"I don't want any enemas!"

"Well, Lyssa_Ray, in this life we do not always get what we want, or even what we need, sometimes all we get is a pain in the butt."

Sigh...

HER: Why do you always look like you have a stick up your butt?

ME: (in cat voice) Because I don't have any pockets.

My mom was telling a story about how she was kicking butt at work - as usual. Something about business politics and getting one over on some blockheads trying to undermine her. Dad speaks up, laughing.

"I can just envision them sitting there - crossing their eyes -"

I had to speak up.

"And dotting their t's?"

He couldn't stop laughing.

We were shopping at our local grocery store. She is pretty short, and she needed to reach the sugar on one of the higher shelves.

She grabbed my arm to get my attention (mobile redditing,) and asked, "Can you reach up there and grab that sugar please?"

I looked up from my phone and said, "Which one is the 'sugar-please?'"

As I was reaching up to grab it she kicked me in the butt for how stupid it was. I stood proud.

I've heard my Pop tell this story so many times, I feel as though it's my duty to share it with this wonderful subreddit.

So, Pops is an air traffic controller. And a few years back, there was an initiative to boost workplace morale and get people to work together as a team.

Needless to say, the whole campaign was the butt of lots of jokes around the sector. Not that teamwork is a bad thing, of course. Just easy fodder for jokes, particularly in a group of middle-aged, dad-joke-loving men.

So one time, Pops is shooting the shit with another controller, and they're giving each other a hard time about one thing or another. And their supervisor walks up; real squirrelly guy who didn't cut it as an actually controller so they made him a supervisor (the FAA is silly that way). And he hears my Pops and the other guy razzing each other, and sticks his head in the sector and says, "Gentlemen, there's no 'I' in 'team'."

And Pops responds, "Yeah, but there's a 'U' in 'stupid'!"

Every time he tells that story, he just loses it. Cracks himself up. Even though I'm sure I've heard him tell it two dozen times.

Bought some pizza slices and while I was filling up my drink from the soda fountain, there was a family of four talking about, of all things, medical professions. The daughter at the table said she thought a proctologist was basically a pervert since they'd be focused on butts all day every day.

The mom explained that you wouldn't call a heart surgeon who uses tools to literally crack open a person's chest cavity and muck around with things a serial killer, so why would you call a doctor who specializes in proctology a pervert?

The dad then chimed in "No that's not right... a serial killer is someone who uses Captain Crunch to murder another person!"

Silence at the table, and the daughter groaned rather loudly. I happened to make eye contact with the dad and just smirked and nodded, which made him beam, and walked out the door to hear him say "Right? Right guys?"

Well done, sir.

We were leaving the gastroenterologist (butt doctor) the other day and my dad said to me

Dad: "I am glad that we got there early. Did you see how backed up he was when we left?"

Me: "Ha! That was a good one!"

Dad: "I don't ge…Oh. Uggh"

My favourite dad joke my dad has told me to date.

“Sorry, I’m a little behind.”

The doctors described him as stable.

To cover up their butt quack

to cover up their butt quack