A list of puns related to "Sixth grade"
Minnesota.
Yeah.
It was my sixth grade American history class.
I was getting ready to leave the house and my daughter wanted a ride somewhere and was taking her sweet ass time. I told her, "this trains a leavin', Hurriet Upman." She's in the sixth grade, so I don't think they've taught her about the underground railroad yet, but I lost my shit. Damn, I love being a dad.
In sixth grade I was (for whatever reason) combing my hair before going to sleep, probably checking myself out.
My dad must have noticed this while walking by my room and didn't miss a beat.
"Hey blessedmitch, I bet I know why you're combing your hair before bed." "Why?" "Because you're trying to leave a good impression on your pillow."
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