The entire stock - wiped out
She rolled her eyes and sighed.
José Armando
Me: "Typically I'm dad" :)
It was a hit!
Josh definitely has a chance at winning the "no Bell" prize this year
"How do you stop a gang of clowns?"
"Go for the juggler"
Shared an article with friends talking about how much of a let down the sales were for the Amazon Prime Day today.
Friend: "Go figure. All hype, no deliver."
Me: "Well, they are delivering. Two-day free shipping even!"
"Cue up the Nirvana because we're living in the 90s!"
Sitting around the dinner table on new years, and the subject of my parents not yet having Grandkids comes up. I'm single, but make enough to support a family, so my mother jokingly suggests a surrogate mother.
Me: I'm not paying for that! That's like $30,000!
My Dad: Then just find yourself a nice woman. She'll cost you WAY more than $30,000.
I ain't even mad. Best joke he's told all year!
Woman - "I had to be in bed for three months with my feet up."
My dad - "That's probably how you got pregnant."
It's called - Hairy Potter.
It was an odd love triangle...
No one's posted here all decade...
(Regards from New Zealand)
The tarotdactyl
But now I stand corrected
The connection was bad, I couldn’t hear a thing.
While putting on a pair of jeans this morning before work, I remarked to my gf something along the lines of "I've had these jeans for years, they're so old!"
To which she replied: "Yeah I can see that, they look like they've been in your family for generations."
I'm still absolutely floored with pride.
They probably can't come to agreement on Spiderman because they don't want any strings attached.
People going so crazy it breaks the whole web
She asked the pastor of a local church if he knew of any houses with rooms to rent that were close to town, but out in the country. The pastor kindly drove her out to see a house with a room to rent. She loved the house and decided to rent the room. Then, the lady returned to her home in England to make her final preparations to move to Switzerland.
When she arrived back home, the thought occurred to her that she had not seen a “W.C.” in the room or even down the hall. (A W.C. is short for “water closet” and is what the English call a toilet.) So she immediately emailed the pastor to ask him where the “W.C.” is located.
The Swiss pastor had never heard of a “W.C.,” and so he Googled the abbreviation and found an article titled “Wayside Chapels.” Thinking that the English lady was asking about a country church to attend near her new home, the pastor responded as follows:
Ms. Smith,
I look forward to your move. Regarding your question about the location of the W.C., the closest W.C. is situated only two miles from the room you have rented, in the center of a beautiful grove of pine trees. The W.C. has a maximum occupancy of 229 people, but not that many people usually go on weekdays. I suggest you plan to go on Thursday evenings when there is a sing-along. The acoustics are remarkable and the happy sounds of so many people echo throughout the W.C.
Sunday mornings are extremely crowded. The locals tend to arrive early and many bring their lunches to make a day of it. Those who arrive just in time can usually be squeezed into the W.C. before things start, but not always. Best to go early if you can!
It may interest you to know that my own daughter was married in the W.C. and it was there that she met her husband. I remember how everyone crowded in to sit close to the bride and groom. There were two people to a seat ordinarily occupied by one, but our friends and family were happy to share. I will admit that my wife and I felt particularly relieved when it was over. We were truly wiped out.
Because of my responsibilities in town, I can’t go as often as I used to. In fact, I haven’t been in well over a year. I can tell you I really miss regularly going to the W.C. Let’s plan on going together for your first visit. I can reserve us seats where you will be seen by all.
Sincerely,
Pastor Kurt Meier
A masquerade
I was about thyme.
1 + 1 = 2. Thanks.
So I'm watching a show called outrageous 911 Calls, and there was a story of an old man who was cooking bacon that ended up burning. So he opens up his back door to try and air out some of the smoke. Well, the smell starts attracting flies and of course he calls the police to report it and hope that they can send someone to handle the fly issue. The emergency operator says the police cannot do anything to help him.
So I turn to my friend who is watching along side me, and I say, "Obviously the police can't help him, he needs a swat team."
Bah dum, tss
"Cedar, that's what I'm talking about. Its not oak-ee doke to take credit for what wood be my joke. Every bodhi has to create their own." I told her. Didn't mean to chop her down like that in hindsight. I hope she still pines after me.
Being tired and weary, the lawyer-onion isn't sure whether to go, but decides he needs cheering up.
So he dresses smartly, puts on his favorite aftershave and heads over to his friend's.
He gets to the party to find it quite a packed affair and heads over to the bar - fighting through crowds of reveller-onions - to get a drink.
As he gets to the bar, he notices in one corner a slightly out-of-place female onion.
She looks a bit sad and being the compassionate onion that he is, he heads over to talk to her.
This is quickly affirmed as a good move, as they hit it off immediately; she was abandoned by her friends shortly after arriving and had been minding her own business ever since, but over a night of drinks and talking, they quickly fall into an infatuation and soon end up spending an oniony night of passion together.
When they awake in the morning, they don't find it awkward and a steady relationship between the two is struck.
This lasts a good while, having its ups and downs like any college relationship, but eventually the day comes when they both graduate.
The two couldn't be happier!
They both get jobs close to one another and move into an apartment together.
One day, the partner-onion is anxiously awaiting the lawyer-onion at home.
She's been ill all day and checking has confirmed her suspicions.
She tearfully - and joyfully - breaks the news to the lawyer-onion; they're going to have a tiny baby-onion together.
A shallot, if you will.
A few days later, this prompts the lawyer-onion to propose to his heretofore girlfriend-onion.
They are soon wed, having a fantastic wedding-day and husband and wife-onions are on top of the world.
The day comes of the birth and no complications - a tiny, healthy baby onion is born to two proud parents.
Seeing this little bundle of oniony love in their arms causes them to fall deeper in love than ever.
Over the next few years, husband-and-wife-onions' lives are fantastic.
He's prospering at work, she's really enjoying taking some time to raise the baby-onion and over time the baby-onion grows into a hale and hearty toddler-onion, who then becomes a child-onion.
One day, the idyll of the onions' lives is shattered when tragedy strikes.
The lawyer-onion (now a partner-onion in a prestigious law firm due to chance and hard work) is at work, and mother-onion is washing dishes and watching her child play in the yard.
She glances away to take another plate and turns her vision back to
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Today we were eating and my son ate a carrot without using the fork so my wife promptly said: "Don't eat with your fingers..." to which he answered: "I'm eating with my mouth!"
I was soooo happy and my wife had to let it slide...
(We don't speak English so I hope the joke isn't lost in the translation)
EDIT: Thanks for all the upvotes :) This was an unexpected surprise to wake up to. Very happy that it translates in to English so well. Now some clarifications:
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Yes... the carrots were cooked, we are not psychopaths (in regards to our eating habbits)
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My son is 10 years old and still living at home
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We all speak English, just not our native language and not used at the dinner table
She responded “you know, I slave away all day in this kitchen..”
So I cut in: “and you still can’t seem to get it right.”
On the plus side, it’s way roomier than I would have expected in this doghouse.
It was about time
They're all right now.
"I was hoping that you could give me some pointers."
The priest, after taking a moment to accept the fact that he's speaking with a pastry, offers a warm smile in response.
"That is truly a noble calling." he says. "Most frequently, individuals who wish to become priests begin by growing active in their parish, then entering a seminary. While in attendance there, would-be clergy members work to excel in every regard, reaffirming their beliefs and devoting themselves to the path of righteousness. When the time comes, a given initiate will be ordained as a deacon, which will allow them passage to priesthood."
"That sounds like a very involved process." the donut confesses. "I'm not sure I have the time."
"If you don't mind me asking…" replies the priest. "What made you think you wanted to join the clergy if you're not willing to make a commitment to the process? Why do you want to be a priest at all?"
"Well…" the donut answers. "See, it's because I'm holey."
One of my housemates said he thought a hedgehog would make a cool pet, I replied "Nah, you don't want a hedgehog, they're all pricks."
I grew up in Vermont. Around my town were plenty of dairy farms, inviting the always wonderful manure aroma. An aroma that nearly forced my father to inhale deeply through his nose, saying, "Ah, fresh Vermont air!"
That's an excellent Dad one liner, as are most dad jokes, but he had another great one that I'm getting to.
You see, the hay bails we saw growing up in Vermont were mostly the cube variety. Hay bailing technology at the time created cubes of hay, so that's what dotted the fields they'd graze in.
As we grew older, we starting noticing the now more common round bails of hay. Dad was not pleased.
I asked him what the problem was or, at least, what his problem was with the round bails. The best jokes are set up when you ask for them.
So, he tells me. New farming technology allowed the round bails to be created more efficiently. They used less fuel in the bailers, took less passes on the field to gather the hay. They used less twine, and even though they didn't fill a truck as well as square bails, there was still a net monetary gain from the efficiency gained elsewhere.
However, studies were done on the bails. The cows approached them differently due to the different alignment of surface area. The way the rain hit the bails and rolled off as opposed to soaking in leached nutrients out of the hay. Some cows even mistook the shape of bail for another animal, and approached them so nervously that their heart rates were known to raise significantly; such a rate that a tinge of acidity could be tasted by those in the know in their milk.
What all of this amounted to... is that with the new round bails of hay, the cows just weren't getting a good square meal.
"Revolting!"
He can never stand corrected.
This can be a good learning experience for you, It's best to get help on the front end, don't be to proud to do that, try your best to stay caught up. I couldn't spell Kat when I first heard the word but with some help I finally picked up on it.
Yes energy matters, but only if you you divide it by the speed of light squared.
...some STIFF competition
Me, to my dad, regarding potential blackouts in the SF Bay Area: Are any blackouts planned for your neighborhood?
My dad, to me: Probably, but we are in the dark about it.
I’m never again writing Regards when I write an email to my boss.
I opened up the front door to check if a package had been delivered and walked away disappointed, "Darnit! I was expecting my deoderant to arrive."
Wife, in the most "whatever" tone she could muster: "Oh no! What are you going to do?"
Me: "I'm going to throw my hands in the air and say, 'This stinks!'"
Edit: Fixed phone keyboard nonsense.
Well it started out as herpes. Guess it's ourpes now.
Creds to /u/straydog1980 for making my day.
Daughter: "Dad, call the dog!"
My buddy: "What should I call it?"
Background:
Eating dinner at a friends house with about 8 people. I have no idea how, but we started talking about prostate exams, and how men would rather have slimmer fingers than bigger ones perform the exam.
Me: Yea, I would rather have someone with smaller hands do the exam, but I would prefer a male doctor than a female.
Friend 1: Do you think there are any homosexual male proctologists?
Friend 2: I'm sure some have slipped through the cracks.
Me: I think I'll take a piece for the road.
My dad: why don't you just take a piece for your self, the road isn't hungry
As my dad was driving me to college we saw a sign called the Havre De Grace Decoy Museum. My dad asks me, "If that is the decoy museum, where is the real one?!
GF: "It's about this girl who travels the world searching for herself..."
Me: "Sounds like buying a mirror could have saved a lot of time and effort"
Me: Is the next Super Bowl just going to be "L"? Cause that doesn't sound as cool as XLIX. It needs lots of Xs.
Dad: Maybe it'll be XxV, get it? Like X times V.
Me: Uh-huh. Wait, did the Romans even know how to multiply?
Dad: Of course they did, that's why there were so many of them!
My wife and I love trying new restaurants, so she was excited to tell me about a review she read about a local place that featured food from Laos.
Naturally, I had to ask: "Did the critic think the food was Laos-y?"
" The Zimbabwe Cricket Board have just announced that they discovered ebola in their cricket team, but this has not caused any concern since they also found ebatsman & efielda..."
I told my dad about Robert Konrad falling out of his boat and swimming 12 hours back to shore in the dark facing 10 foot waves, sharks, stinging jellyfish and 25 mile per hour winds. He poked his head around the corner and said "You know how he survived don't you? He is a dolphin." I cringed so hard since I was expecting some old man wisdom about the will to live etc. edit: actually he spent 16 hours in the water swimming for shore.
Me: I'm not sure, is that an ocelot or a lynx?
Dad: it's only a linx when there's a bunch of them together.
In that regard, he was on the money.
Niece - "Papa, my shoulder hurts when I raise my arm."
Grandpa - "Well don't do that then."
DAD: "Hey do you know who made Thanksgiving a holiday?"
ME: "Abraham Lincoln"
DAD: "Did you know he also invented Black Friday?"
ME: "Really?"
DAD: "Yeah, it was part of the 13th amendment"
Mum: Did you see the Sun today? It was all yellow! Girlfriend: The sun is always yellow. Cue laughter.
Me: They may as well be puritans. Female Coworker: Aren't they Quakers? Aren't Quakers the horse people? Dad Coworker: No, they're the oats people.
"When the washer is done, could you do a favor and put it in the dryer?"
"I can try but i doubt it'll fit"
"..."
Disclaimer: I am not a father.
I went to my parents place today for lunch, during the course of the meal, the conversation turned towards my cat and his goings on, I mentioned a problem he's been having with peeing on my couch, probably due to separation anxiety because it only happens when I'm out of the apartment for extended periods of time. Upon hearing this, the following exchange occurs:
Dad: We don't have that problem.
Me: (Assuming he's referring to their dog) Yea? That's good.
Dad: Yea, your mother was on a cruise all of last week and I didn't pee on the couch once!
"It was a hairy situation at Great Clips..."
It took me a second to catch it but when I did I had to chuckle.
I need your best puns regarding space, astology, etc. It's supposed to be a name of a group so the fewer words the better.
Thank you guys!
So at work recently theres this vegan burger called the impossible burger. when we pack them up we have to label the number of burgers and the name of them. Typically I wouldn't mess with that stuff since it might throw off the person restocking but the containers they put it all in makes it all quite apparent which ones are which burger. Anywho I began making puns on the labels starting with "kim-possible burger" and I wanted to see what you all could come up with. (I also did the small pee-pee burger but that wasn't really a pun). Anyways plz comment what you can think of that would be a pretty cool pun for the list and I will compile it all together. Thanks and regards, Thomas
DEAR NEIGHBOUR:
Hi, Fred, this is Richard, next door.
I've got a confession to make. I've been riddled with guilt for a few months & have been trying to get up the courage to tell you face-to-face. At least I'm telling you in this text, & I can't live with myself a minute longer without your knowing about this.
The truth is that, when you're not around, I've been sharing your wife, day & night. In fact, probably much more than you.
I haven't been getting it at home recently, & I know that that's no excuse. The temptation was just too great. I can't live with the guilt & hope you'll accept my sincere apology & forgive me.
Please suggest a fee for usage, & I'll pay you.
Regards, Richard
NEIGHBOUR'S RESPONSE: Fred, feeling very angry & betrayed, grabbed his gun, went next door, & shot Richard, killing him. He went back home, shot his wife, poured himself a stiff drink & sat down on the sofa and calmed down. Fred then looked at his phone & discovered a 2nd text message from Richard.
2ND TEXT MESSAGE:
Hi, Fred.
Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text.
I expect you figured it out & noticed that the darned Auto-Correct had changed "wi-fi" to "wife".
Technology, huh? It'll be the death of us all.
A while ago, my daughter told me she was into fan fiction. I told her I used to be as well, but I changed to air conditioner fiction... because it was cooler.
She was not amused.
I have now created a subreddit called r/AirConditionerFiction
If you have the time and the desire, drop by and leave a short work of fiction regarding air conditioning. If this is successful, I will give my daughter a link and wait to see her facial expression. I will also prepare for being put in a less-then-stellar retirement home.
Had lunch with a friend. When the waitress came with the check, she mentioned that if we called in and answered a few questions regarding the meal, I could get a free queso.
Without thinking, I said, "Case o' what?"
She looked rather unimpressed. I had to apologize by explaining I was a dad. She remained unimpressed. My friend was on the floor laughing. He's a dad too.
TL;DR - Dad-joked a waitress and won a queso shame.
Or maybe pouring thyme on a table to regard it as a timetable?
Dad: The time is the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.
Hi punterific people!
I'm a YouTuber that loves puns and use puns regularly in my videos when I play games. I'm having some new graphics donr for my channel and I want to change my 'saying' to reflect the punny part of... Well.. Me :)
The new art depicts my avatar (Game kNight) weilding a shield and a flail - and I want the saying to reflect something in that regard. I persistently play games to win (as if anyone did otherwise) and don't like failing (like most other gamers?);
Thoughts up until now: Flailure is not an option - for me! (but for the enemies I face is implied) Flailing is an option (because facing me will get you flailed) I will not flail you!
Hope you can help me out!
Me, my wife, and our son were eating breakfast. Wife and I are thinking about what to ask the doctor in regards to weening our son. I said, "Hey, if you're the person doing the weening, doesn't that make you a weener!" I laughed hysterically. They basically just stared at me.
My boss always calls everyone "Big Horse" (don't ask me why). Yesterday he emailed me regarding the tonsillectomy I got today, saying "Good luck tomorrow, Big Horse!"
I replied, "Thanks, but after tomorrow, I'll just be a little hoarse."
My bf recently told me about this subreddit, purely because my dad is one of the dadjokiest dads we know. Today, I finally got to document a stellar example of his fatherly humor.
While making a sarcastic FB post regarding furniture I can't afford...
At a wedding reception where the chocolates on the table were in nice looking package.
- Dad: Don't throw that way; I'll take them home.
- Mom: Great another of one thousand useless items that'll be on a shelf.
- Dad: Aaaaw, Honey -- I'd never put you on the shelf.
While watching a baseball game:
- Mom: Are they "boo'ing?" Nobody "boos" anymore.
- Dad: Hey can I have a blow job?
- Mom: Shut up.
- Dad: Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
In regards to meatloaf my mother made:
- Mom: Sorry the meatloaf isn't that good.
- Dad: It's Ok. But next time try adding some Alpo.
While eating at relatives' house:
- Mom: Wow. This is really good! We used to eat like this all the time growing up.
- Uncle: Really? Where I come from we just call it Hamburger Helper.
In regards to an inappropriately shaped child's toy:
- Me: Did you buy that at one of those special stores you guys got in San Francisco?
- Grandfather: What?! Of course not! God no - that's not mine!
- ...
- Grandfather: It's too small...
When my brother and I were screwing around instead of helping in the garage:
- Dad: You know, twice, twice! I thought I got it out quick enough but some must have dribbled back inside.
After listening to a 3 minute voice mail from my mother:
- Me: What did she want?
- Dad: You want the long or the short version?
- Me: Short.
- Dad: Nothing.
- Me: Ok long version.
- Dad: Nothing much.
A judge was interviewing a woman regarding her pending divorce, and asked, "What are the grounds for your divorce?" She replied, "About four acres and a nice little home in the middle of the property with a stream running by." "No," he said, "I mean what is the foundation of this case? "It is made of concrete, brick and mortar," she responded. "I mean," he continued, "What are your relations like?' "I have an aunt and uncle living here in town, and so do my husband's parents." The judge said, "Do you have a real grudge?" "No," she replied, "We have a two-car carport and have never really needed one." "Please," he tried again, "is there any infidelity in your marriage?' "Yes, both my son and daughter have stereo sets. We don't necessarily like the music, but the answer to your questions is yes." "Ma'am, does your husband ever beat you up?" "Yes," she responded, "about twice a week he gets up earlier than I do." Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, "Lady, why do you want a divorce?" "Oh, I don't want a divorce," she replied. "I've never wanted a divorce. My husband does. He said he can't communicate with me."
In regards to how to pursue a girl, a friend said, "I just don't know what angle to take." To which I replied: "A 90 degree. It's always right"
So today at work, my boss asked us to skim through a document regarding a new/old procedure. When she finished I ask if I could almond milk it since I don't drink dairy.
They actually laughed.
I don't know if I should feel proud or embarrassed for them that they thought it was actually funny.
Maybe a bit of a and b.
so the events manager was coordinating with the head chef at my job (i work at a hotel).
they were discussing the three types of fish they currently had in stock and people's receptions. the general consensus regarding the first was positive. they moved on to the second which also received rave reviews. they left out discussion of the third. from my chair about 20 yards away i proclaim;
"i guess the third is a whole other fish to fry!"
audible groan from everyone in the office. success.
my dad would be proud.
Would it be regarded as a plane burger?
I was talking with a friend in a group Hangout, and my wife piped in with an excellent one.
Me: Y'all are nuts
Friend: I'm what, mate?
Me: Illiterate, apparently. Pretty sure that was plain English.
Friend: "Y'all" is debatable in regards to "plain English"
Wife: Well, yaw is part of plane English...
Me: (Regarding a spray can) Give it a solid shake
Dad: That could be tough
Me: Why?
Dad: You generally need a Saudi Arabian sculptor to carve you a Solid Sheikh
In that regard, he was on the money.
