Because it hasn’t been my day, my week, my month or even my year
In charge of scheduling Yoda was.
Snoke Signals
I guess you could say the steaks were high
Now that's what I call seizing the day.
Spoiler alert
'Punnit' is hosted by myself and played over three rounds. The first two rounds consist of one category (say, Musical Genres & Ailments), with each contestant going in turn and giving their best 5 entries. Such as, HIVy Metal, Honky Tonksillitis, Indiegestion etc.
These two categories are known about a week or so prior so everyone can bring their best (or worst, depending on how you look at it) but the third round is entirely on the spot, with the entrants shouting out whatever they can think of for a category. One of the recent being American Presidents & American States, with OklaBama winning that one.
It's all very much in the early stages but I would appreciate both feedback on the format and people getting in touch if they wanna duke it out.
Here are the episodes: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKJOzYgG9MW7CQHAZQahiqw/videos
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A real Al dente’s inferno
It’s called Mango Unchained.
It never made it past the pilot.
Heart Palpatine-ations
He had a narrow S cape.
Patrick is the star.
Because they would be Knight Wights.
I guess it never took off
He had a narrow S cape.
You'll soon learn that the points don't matter
It was a Jedicide
I just love synchronised Schwimmers
The name will appear as : **Fiiish**
We used to watch The Simpsons every night, and the conversation about 10 minutes before the show would start went like this
Me: "What's The Simpsons about tonight?"
Dad: "About half an hour"
Eventually, and I'm talking years, I started to remember to phrase it differently instead of just asking what I instinctively would, but he never missed a beat
Me: "Which episode is coming on tonight?"
Dad: "The one that's about half an hour"
Mom: So how is everything?? What happened?!
Uncle: They diagnosed me with white man's disease. I can't keep a beat.
But Lisa Kudrow
He was quite the bad Ash.
He was so dissapointed it wasn't called That Was Us that he got up and left.
they say he was hoist by his own Picard...
It's been a while since my first post, but its hard to remember all the dad jokes that fly around our assembly line after working all night. Anyway, on to the joke:
The 3 usual dads on my line (Paul, Kevin, and myself) were talking when were approached by John carrying a step ladder. "This is my step ladder. I never new my real ladder." Then walked away as we all howled with laughter.
Hopefully post can be more frequent. I have considered writing this stuff down.
Padmé "hold me, Anakin. Like the way you used to on Naboo..."
Me (impersonating Anakin) "Nah boo, it ain't like dat"
This is what happens when you retire.
http://i.imgur.com/WDQ2hR1.png
No major spoilers, but there's a scene where a character stabs someone in the back of the head with his sword, pretty graphic. In the scene, you watch the sword being pulled out slowly.
Me: "Wow... that was nuts."
Wife: "Yeah..."
Me: "That seemed to take awhile."
Wife: " Yep."
Me: "It was kinda... drawn out.."
A favourite of mine from the show Modern Family that I laugh to myself about everytime I am packing leftovers.
Claire: How do the containers and lids get separated? Phil: Built-up resentment ... money issues ... met a younger lid.
We left without buying anything. Later at dinner: Friend to Bride: "Do you want to go over any dress in particular so they don't all mush together? Kind of a like a debrief?" Me: "Yeah, you don't want to get post-traumatic dress disorder!"
Groans.
- We found a great local daycare. It's rated really high by all the local parenting websites, but that means it's also really hard to get into.
- Turns out a lot of parents want the very best for their children... That's weird.
- We're hoping our interview seals the deal.
- But if not, there's always the Army... The infantry.
"Solo you can't hear it." My sister-in-law pulled it up on Netflix because it looked like a good laugh. As soon as the old man said that I was dying.
