He was surprised at how large the kernels were. "These kernels are large. So large in fact, that they're major."
It's left me as a husk of a man
Its founder would be Elon Husk.
Because he was a husk of his former self.
Huur byyym bou by z gfb bfeey jnndtrgg husk hnfddn juyhnb fdsasq wghhng gun the bf JFG..
My response?
Pick it's grain... Ask it wheats the matter... Ask it why it's all in a husk...
Turns out she meant to type "How do you feel about barley" and wasn't setting up a joke... (I use my hands to feel about barley)
I think I spend to much time on this sub :)
I live in hut made of corn husks...I'm all ears.
Starchy and Husk
Edit: I thought this one up in the shower this morning and originally posted it on r/jokes but I realized this is the optimal place to put it.
A few years ago my dad and I were bored walking through a museum and came to a random painting of a woven basket filled with husks of corn. He asked me what i thought of it.
As his dad-joke apprentice i told him: "I dunno, seems kind of "Corn-y" to me"
Without missing a beat he stared at me and said "you may think it's corny, but i think it's a-Maize-ing"
I still crack up thinking about it years later
..but without them, I'm just a husk of a man.
I didn't come up with this but its been flying around reddit for a while...
A day before his 15th birthday, the son of a wealthy family was asked by his father, `Well my son, what would you like for your birthday?' The son hesitated a moment and his father's thoughts leapt ahead to a new computer and similar things. However, his son had had a new computer only recently and could have a new one any time he wished.
Finally, the son said, `Father, I have everything a boy could wish for, but there is one thing I would really like. I would love to have a pink ping pong ball.'
The father was rather astonished at this wish, but said, `If it is a pink ping pong ball that you want, a pink ping pong ball you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his bithday present a pink ping pong ball.
The boy took the ball to his room and the next morning the pink ping pong ball was gone. The father was mildly surprised but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong ball, however, was never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 16th birthday, the father asked his son what he would like for his birthday.
Father,' replied the son,I have everything a boy could possibly wish for, but there is one thing I would really, really like. I would love to have a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was more surprised than the year before, but kept his curiosity at bay, for he knew that his son had a right for privacy. he said therefore, `If it is a tenpack of pink ping pong balls that you want, a tenpack of pink ping pong balls you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his birthday present a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.
The boy took the tenpack of balls to his room and the next morning, not a single ball remained, merely the empty husk of the tenpack. The father wondered where ten pink ping pong balls might disappear to, but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong balls, however, were never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 17th birthday, the son was asked by his father what he would like for his birthday.
Father,' said the son to this,I have everything a boy could wish for, but one thing would make my happiness complete. I would dearly want a carton of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was beyond surprise, but decided to make sure he had not misheard. `A carton of pink ping pong balls?'
`A carton of pink ping pong balls,' the boy confirmed.
I can't understand your fascination with pink ping pong balls
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