The Search Puns

But I joke other places, too.

You’ll avoid a riposte, and see how we’ve groan.

He doesn't know the area and gets himself lost. All he does know is that there are a lot of grizzly bears roaming around during the salmon spawn this time of year, so he's quite afraid to get out of his kayak.

The temperature starts to drop. He needs to stay warm, and decides to build a fire inside his little boat on the river.

He learnt a valuable lesson that night: you can't have your kayak and heat it too.

Because he was a known quack dealer

Duckumentary

Gru-gle

But then I pulled a mussel

Because they were looking for pi.

Ok I know this is bad but shut up

The Webster dictionary.

Dad: no he dozen’t.

"You see that steeple on that church over there? Yeah, I hit it."

“Help, I’m under a salt!

Go ogle

He says: "so they made a sequel to this called in search of linguini"

"..."

Things took a turn for the wurst.

I Binged and purged.

"No," he said. "They already did."

"Tell me more about this dentist."

It's exhausting

I usually use Chrome, but today I'm on Edge.

And I can't seem to find country music.

That way, your search cannot be fruitless.

" You know my method. It's founded upon the observation of Trifles. "

We looked in every nook and granny!

They still haven’t found what they’re looking for.

The police are searching high and low for the culprits.

It was titled “what has this world come to”

I was very exited

But I couldn't find naan.

I tried searching for that once. Unfortunately, it was blocked.

Then it dawned on me.

Happy Father’s Day

I thought I had found it, but it was a fossil arm. Then upon searching the site further, I found a petrified sausage. It was the missing link.

I call the search Off! It's curtains for that quest!

Boot camp

Edit, "boot camp didn't work out so the boots went on a sole searching adventure."

The kingfisher.

It’s all about the inner view.

As he left I exclaimed, "Man, this InvisibiliTEA is great!"

Trevor loved tractors. And I mean, really loved tractors. Forget any obsessions or high-level interests you may have, chances are they pale in the face of Trevor’s love for tractors.

Every day Trevor would get up, in his tractor-themed bedroom in his tractor-themed house, with its tractor-themed wallpaper and tractor-themed carpets, and he would make his bed with its tractor-themed duvet and tractor-themed sheets. He would go downstairs in his tractor-themed pajamas into his tractor-themed kitchen, with its tractor-themed tiles and cupboards, and he would eat his breakfast while perusing the latest tractor-themed magazine or annual.

Trevors’s degree in Agricultural Engineering hung on his living room wall, along with a copy of his thesis, which centred around (you guessed it) tractors. The living room was decorated with all sorts of tractor-related trinkets, including die-cast models, paintings and drawings.

The hedges in Trevor’s front garden were trimmed in the shape of tractors. His lawn was vividly decorated with tractor-driving garden gnomes, and his garden furniture was constructed from various parts from vintage tractor designs.

Trevor just had one thing missing from his otherwise tractor-centric life; he had never actually owned, nor driven, a real tractor.

Not for his lack of trying, of course. Trevor had been to many tractor shows over the years, and visited many farms with friends of his, but none of the tractors he had seen had ever been quite right. Trevor was so knowledgeable about tractors that every single one he had come across had possessed some hidden trait that he wasn’t keen on. His first experience of driving a real tractor had to be perfect.

One day, Trevor was flicking through one of his favourite publications, Powertrain Quarterly, when there was a knock at the door. Trevor answered, and it was his friend and fellow tractor enthusiast, Jeff.

Trevor welcomed Jeff in, and over tea and crumpets served on tractor-themed crockery, they discussed the merits of aluminium drawbars and front-end loaders. Eventually Trevor pressed Jeff to explain the reason for his visit.

“Well” said Jeff, “As I’m sure you know the convention comes to town later”.

The convention. Trevor had been thinking of little else the past three weeks. The neighbouring town annually threw a convention for farmers, particularly farmyard machinery. There would be combine harvesters, lawnmowers, and of course, tractors.

“Yes of course” replied Trevor

He uses Bounty [a paper towel brand in the US]

I'm very proud--my teenage son just came up with this one, though I see a few variations when searching through past dad jokes.

He was running a little behind.

(I believe this to be original; but I wasn't willing to risk searching for the key terms required to determine if someone else came up with it... apologies if I'm repeating a long ago joke)

I'm not sure if it works or not.

Does the search for caviar require a roe boat?

The day was starting to look dim.

I told her good idea, we can cover more ground that way.

…you could be looking for a Bruges.

At the ball were many important people, well above the setup’s class. There was Original Content, Reposts, and even a couple from Google Searches for ‘Dad Jokes Nobody Knows’.

Just seeing them made his mouth dry, so he began looking for something to drink. He knew his friend Joke was there somewhere, part of the crew catering the food and drinks. Seeing a server carrying glasses of champagne, he went up to him and asked,

“Would you know where to find the one they call the Joke? He’s supposed to be running drinks I think,”

“Yeah! For sure. He’s right over there! You’ll find him at the end of the punch line,”