It will be called Cus-tom auto.
It's called Velocity.
The Juander Years
…oh wait, he does.
My left foot
Take your boots off then put them back on again.
I said, "So now you're wearing two sets of boots?"
Rolled her eyes and groaned.
She wanted the task manager
They had a long conversation about bark.
Edit: Y'all are nuts! We're somewhere north of 10k upvotes now, so I'll direct any remaining attention to Boot Camp for New Dads.
When I was 15 there was a Home Depot bucket next to the front door for a while. One night I was watching tv with my mom. She was laying on the couch and I was laying on the floor.
My dad got home from work and as he was taking off his boots he asked “Hey, where did that Home Depot bucket come from?” And without skipping a beat I said “I don’t know. Home Depot?” My mom laughed so hard and my dad was pissed. I got grounded for a week for “being a smart ass”.
I’m now 26 and to this day when my dad and I go to Home Depot I always chuckle and point to the buckets and ask “Hey dad, where do you think those come from.”
On one of these trips I picked one up and was examining it when my dad asked me what I was looking for. I turned the bucket upside down and said “Well would you look at that dad. They’re from Lowe’s.” I thought he was gonna knock my ass out right there.
TLDR: My dad: “Where did that Home Depot bucket come from?” Me: “I don’t know. Home Depot?”
A revamp
Because it was a pane to replace.
Idk if this fits this sub, but I'm planning a Halloween costume and just need a punny name for it.
I'm going to wear timberland boots, camo cargo pants, an olive/brown/green/earth t-shirt, aviator sunglasses, and get a beer bandolier.
I need a solider/army/military + beer/alcohol/drinking pun to name the costume. Any suggestions?
In the spirit of the Star Wars film launching, lets share our best star wars puns. I'll start off:
If you’re dating someone who doesn’t love Star Wars, you’re looking for love in Alderaan places.
A man is riding his horse through the desert, and, well, he starts to get thirsty. He sees a small town off in the distance, so he sets off in that direction to get some water for his horse and some whiskey for hisself.
Well, as he gets into that little town he starts to notice something peculiar. Not a soul is out. Sun's setting, but still plenty of light. Water in the horse troughs tells him it ain't a ghost town, but folks ain't comin' out for some reason.
Now, as soon as he turns onto the town's main street, he sees a soberin' sight; the sheriff, on a ladder, hammering the last nail into a brand new gallows. He sidles his horse on up to the sheriff and says, "Pardon me sheriff. I don't mean to pry, but pray tell, who're them gallows fer?"
The sheriff looks around, surprised to see someone out. He steps down, takes off his hat and scratches the back of his head thoughtfully, before replying, "Well, I reckon you must be a stranger in these parts. I reckon then that you ain't never heard of Brown Paper Bart. Anyway, we're lynchin' him come sunrise."
"Brown Paper Bart? I reckon not, sheriff. That's a mighty peculiar name, pray tell, whaddaya call him Brown Paper Bart fer?"
"Wayill, I reckon we call him Brown Paper Bart on account 'a the fact that everything he wears is made a' brown paper. His hat's made a' brown paper, his boots is made a' brown paper. His chaps is made a' brown paper, his neckerchief's made a brown paper. Heck dang shoot, even his lunch bag is made a' brown paper!"
The man looks at the sheriff a moment, perplexed, before replying, "Well, sheriff, I reckon that's a mighty peculiar thing for a man to do, but that don't explain these brand new gallows. Pray tell, what're you lynchin' Brown Paper Bart fer?"
[Insert a dad-length pause here.]
"...Rustlin'."
I have a teenaged son who just simply doesn't get dad jokes. At all. Today he was in his bedroom with his door mostly closed, but open just a crack, and he was playing some game on his computer and Skyping with a friend. He gave me a great opportunity as I walked by his door so I lobbed an easy one at him.
Him (excitedly yelling) : "I have silent boots on!"
Me: "Sounds to me like you're wearing loud boots"
Him: "No. They're silent"
*sigh*
So, we're installing some TVs for a hotel. I notice the protective plastic on one of them has a boot print on it.
Me: Who stepped on that TV?
Coworker: Hmm. Must be a floor model.
The joke was getting bigger as it flew through the air. Then it hit me.
My sister just called me to tell me this story that just happened to her today:
She ordered boots from Amazon and they were delivered and left at the door (which her neighbor let her know). So she gets home and sees just the boot box...no Amazon box like every other package comes from them. Obviously, she's suspicious and thinks her boots were probably stolen.
She opens the box, the boots are there...BUT THEY'RE STUFFED WITH MCDONALD'S HAMBURGERS.
STUFFED. WITH. HAMBURGERS.
She calls our dad because she's livid and she yells WHO DOES THAT?!
His response?
The hamburglar.
My girlfriend's dads response to a commercial for farmersonly.com.
Him: How can you tell that you're an actual farmer?
Me: I dont know, maybe the hat and boots
Him: Show them that you're outstanding in your field......
Dead.
