Dieing Puns

Did you hear about the Italian chef who died? Pun-laden remembrances after the death of the Italian chef.

Did you hear about the Italian chef who died?

• He pasta way.
• We cannoli do so much.
• His legacy will become a pizza history.
• Just proves the old adage, “Here today, gone tomato.”
• How sad that he ran out of thyme.
• Olive my prayers go to the family.
• His wife is very upset; cheese still not over it.
• You never sausage a tragic thing!

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"Pun-patrol! You s-pun around on your chair way beyond government regulations!"

"I can't help it! I'm pun-sexual!"

"Sir, o-pun the door or we will have to use force!"

"Stay back! I have a hostage! I don't care if my crimes will ever get ex-pun-ged!"

"Lay down your wea-pun! Face your pun-ishment!"

"Sir, I just arrived and can confirm, he has a Pun-da!"

"Thank god for your pun-ctuality! This changes everything! Now go and pun-ch down the door!"

crashing noises

"Sir! We have fumes! God, what is this pun-gent smell??"

"Ahaha, you ran into my trap! Now die, Pun-k!"

"AAAAAAAAAAH!"

silence

"No time for com-pun-ction. Come, S-pun-ky, we need to leave. Let's head for Pun-ama."

EDIT: formatting.

Rip

Because they dilate.

The mortician asked the deceased’s wife how she would like the body dressed. He points out the man looks good in the black suit he’s already wearing. The widow however said she thought her husband always looked his best in blue, and she would really like him in a blue suit. She then hands the mortician a blank cheque and says “I don’t care how much it costs, but please have my husband in a blue suit for the viewing.” The woman returns the next day for the wake. To her delight she finds her husband dressed in a gorgeous blue suit with a subtle chalk stripe. Remarkably, the suit fit him perfectly. She says to the mortician, “whatever this costs I’m very satisfied, you did an excellent job and I’m incredibly grateful. How much did you spend?” To her astonishment the mortician presents her with her blank cheque, and he says “there’s no charge.” Shocked she replies “no really, I feel like i must compensate you for the cost of that exquisite blue suit.” “Honestly ma’am”, the mortician says, “it costs nothing, you see a diseased gentleman about your husbands size was brought in shortly after you left yesterday. He was wearing an attractive blue suit. So I asked his wife if she minded if her husband went to the grave wearing black. She had said it made no difference so long as he looked nice. So from that point on it was really just a matter of switching the heads.”

So, to not make my kids sad, I bought another goldfish. He was an alternate.

Cyan Aura.

He never got to finish his sentence

He pasta way. We cannoli do so much. Theres nutelling what can happen next... His legacy will become a pizza history. Here today, gone tomato. I can only espress-so much grief, but lettuce romaine calm. How sad that he ran out of thyme. Ashes to ashes, crust to crust. There's just not mushroom left for italian chefs in this world... Sending olive my prayers to his family. His wife is really upset, cheese still not over it... You never sausage a tragic thing. Its such a shame good people die fusilli reasons. It was a farfalle from grace... My condolences for Roberto, who died in the spaghetto. May he rest in yeast🙏🏻❤️

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My thoughts are with his family.

Reintarnation

I can’t believe Tarragon.

As he died, he kept insisting "be positive", but it's hard without him.

Me: Thats very sad. Venice the funeral?

(Please excuse my poor english as it is not my first language)

Edit: I am not a dad, I am a 15 year old teen
Edit 2: Thank you u/Mnt2bdaddy for the wholesome award.

At least my uncle was being supportive as he kept on yelling, "Be positive!"

They call it mourning wood.

Not screaming and yelling like everyone else in the car was when he drove over the cliff

He just couldn't finish his sentence

Valsalsa.

They got semicolon cancer.

"Finally," she said when I arrived, "you're late."

I said I have a latex wife.

Turns out they had a lot of trouble putting him in his coffin. Because everytime they put his right leg in, he put his right leg out.

Unfortunately it was a Type-O.

He died hard.

At this dificult situation, my thoughts are with his family.

He's So Yung.

His funfair will be hello on Sundial.

They had him drawn and quartered.

He’ll come around eventually.

The woman simply replied, “No peer pressure.”

They passed anyway

RIP.

Because they dilate.

Because they dilate...

It would be reintarnation

The eyes they dilate

He pasta-way

It's because they dilate.