Jonathan Scarfe Puns

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Hello FFA!

I‘ve really enjoyed reading people‘s thoughts about low buys and trying to shop more sustainably on here. The pandemic has really made me rethink my shopping habits. I have also become more conscious about the things that I tend to fall victim to the most and there is one topic in particular that I would love to discuss: Limited collaborations. More specifically: Designer+Fast Fashion collabs and Designer+Artist limited collections.

(1) Fast Fashion + designer collabs

I‘ve really cut back on fast fashion but whenever Uniqlo announces a new designer collaboration, I have to check it out and I‘ve found that I am more likely to buy from these collections. It might just good old-fashioned FOMO that makes me purchase something but I think that I also make myself believe that — because it‘s a designer collaboration — the design, cut and quality of the item is somehow better than a regular Uniqlo item. And in a weird, twisted way, buying from these collections almost feels thrifty: I can own a piece from this designer without the insane price tag? A BARGAIN!

It goes beyond just fashion designer collaborations, too — I have a William Morris x H&M dress that makes me feel like Florence Welch whenever I wear it. I did not hesitate to buy it because I got to buy into an aesthetic that I love. I wish I could live in a cottage with William Morris & Co. wallpapers but I don‘t (yet) but at least I got the dress!

(2) Designer + Artist limited collections

I have also been able to make a few designer purchases recently. Usually, I try to go for neutral pieces that are going to last me a long time. I became a huge fan of Loewe and completely lost my mind when Jonathan Anderson announced the first studio Ghibli collaboration last year. I used to love showing off my favorite fandoms as a teenager and as a university student. I wore nerdy graphic tees almost every day. My work backpack still has a Totoro dangling from one of the zippers now.

The idea that I could have a luxury bag with art from one of my favorite movies on it completely blew me away. I ended up purchasing a piece last year and threw myself into the online prelaunch for this year‘s Spirited Away collection. Now I am waiting for a very pricy designer scarf with an Otori sama embroidery to be delivered to my door. Not exactly the most sensible purchase I have ever made. I do wear a lot of scarves though so I am going to get use out of it.

These collections are obviously made

So I failed my first attempt to rescue Ruby and unlock my Warrior class at the end of Episode 7. I go back, and this time it's Jonathan. OK. I kind of wanted Ruby, but I'm cool with Jonathan. I save him, and it's a little old lady in a head scarf! Named Jonathan!!

I think it's a glitch. The name changed, but not the character. So, my Warrior is a tatted-up Ma Kettle who goes by Jonathan.

No wonder she survived the apocalypse.

Do your worst!

It really does, I swear!

For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.

I said "hey look, an escaPEA"

No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!

Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂

They’re on standbi

Buenosdillas

Pilot on me!!

Dad jokes are supposed to be jokes you can tell a kid and they will understand it and find it funny.

This sub is mostly just NSFW puns now.

If it needs a NSFW tag it's not a dad joke. There should just be a NSFW puns subreddit for that.

Edit* I'm not replying any longer and turning off notifications but to all those that say "no one cares", there sure are a lot of you arguing about it. Maybe I'm wrong but you people don't need to be rude about it. If you really don't care, don't comment.

When I got home, they were still there.

What did 0 say to 8 ?

" Nice Belt "

So What did 3 say to 8 ?

" Hey, you two stop making out "

I won't be doing that today!

You take away their little brooms

This morning, my 4 year old daughter.

Daughter: I'm hungry

Me: nerves building, smile widening

Me: Hi hungry, I'm dad.

She had no idea what was going on but I finally did it.

Thank you all for listening.

There hasn't been a post all year!

It’s pronounced “Noel.”

Why

After all his first name is No-vac

The next time I woke up, it was to the sound of two people arguing.

I rolled over and groaned, burying my face into the pillow, breathing in a musty, rotten stench. The bed squished beneath me, mattress soaked.

At least I'm out of that bathtub, I considered, absently. Then the memory hit me, and I shot up and swung myself off the bed with a sharp cry. Yes, it was still true. The entire bottom half of my body, and most of my left side, disappeared into a bundle of vines. Slowly, they contracted into the vague shape of limbs, squishing sap and blood and... other things down to the floor. The sensation was horrifying - dizzying - but I struggled to stay upright, squeezing my eyes shut. I breathed in, trying to ignore the strange - and strangely painless - feeling of my left lung brushing against cold, wet plant. Breathe in, breathe out. I can still do that, at least. Panicking wouldn't serve me, especially since I didn't know who - or what - was at the door. I didn't even know where I was - not really. I stayed still, leaning the back of my "legs" against the sopping bed for balance, and listened.

"No, asshole, she's not taking visitors," snapped a raspy female voice. "Especially from you. Get the hell out of my room."

A man responded, sighing. "I already told you, Connie. I have to report her condition to the boss. Prove she's still unfit for an expedition."

"Unfit for an expedition?" Connie repeated. "She hasn't moved since yesterday, and I don't even know if her brain still works. For all I know she's a vegetable in all senses of the word. Tell your boss that!"

"I need a photograph to prove that."

I heard the sound of Connie spitting, probably at the man's feet. The man... I recognized his voice, too... what was his name? "Fuck off," she said, pointedly.

"Look," what's-his-name replied. I edged toward the mirror to see. Everything was still.... fuzzy... but I squinted to see a short, robust man leaning on the doorframe. Connie, though slight in frame, loomed over him. Straightened to her full height, she blocked his entry into the room with an arm and glared down at him like a vulture. She really could be intimidating when she wanted to be. "It's me or the boss," he continued. "Your call."

Connie made an odd, snarling sound from her throat. "Fine," she grumbled. "Take your pictures and leave."

My heart - did I still have one? - leapt into my throat and I stumbled backwards, scrambling with yet-uncoordinated vine-limbs to climb back in b

What, then, is Chinese rap?

Edit:

Notable mentions from the comments:

• Spanish/Swedish/Swiss/Serbian hits

• French/Finnish art

• Country/Canadian rap

• Chinese/Country/Canadian rock

• Turkish/Tunisian/Taiwanese rap

There hasn't been a single post this year!

(Happy 2022 from New Zealand)

Nothing, it just waved