The Shortcut Puns

Control+V. Because it’s a paste!

Cause it lets you speak to Task Manager

Ctrl P

Ctrl+P

No Save November has been great.

On a wrist.

Looks like the stylist took some shortcuts.

As a Boy Scout, we would camp a lot and go on hikes.

One night, we had to do a night hike, alone, for a merit badge. I had left the campsite about an hour earlier and a terrible storm rolled in. The sky opened up and the ground was quickly saturated. I tried to continue my hike for another few minutes, but it got cold and I was chilled and soaked to the bone, so I decided to try to head back to camp.

Lightning was starting to crackle above me, so I thought I should try to take a shortcut to make my hike back quicker. I pulled out my compass and found my direction, but the rain made it impossible to see more than five feet in front of me.

I was looking down at my compass, not paying any attention to where I was going, and suddenly felt weightless. The feeling didn't last long as I thumped down on slippery earth a second later.

I had fallen onto a ledge on the side of a rather steep cliff, the bottom of which was at least fifty feet down.

I sat there, contemplating on how to get back up this cliff as water rolled over the edge ten feet above me. There was nothing to grab onto to pull myself up. I was stuck there.

After a few minutes, I noticed the little ledge I was standing on was slowly getting smaller. The water was coming down so hard it was eroding the tiny bit of safety I had.

I dug through my pockets, thinking maybe I had something, anything, to help me out of my precarious situation. All I had was my compass, a cough drop, and a match. I was screwed.

So, I sat there, watching the edge of the ledge I was on get closer and closer to my feet, when suddenly I felt something pushing on my back.

I turned slightly and saw a wooden box sticking out of the cliff behind me. It was working its way out of the side, the rain surely helping it along. I tried to move away from it, but the ledge wasn't very wide and the box kept coming out, pushing me farther to the weak and failing edge.

As more of the box came out, to my horror, I realized it was a coffin! I had no idea how old it was, but it looked rather rotten. All I could think of was being pushed off this ledge, and the rotten coffin breaking and dropping a skeleton onto my broken and battered body at the bottom.

The coffin crept closer, my foot began to slip. I grabbed onto a root that was sticking out of the cliffside and dug in my pocket once more.

I hurriedly tore the wrapper off the cough drop and stuck it in my mouth. It stopped the coffin.

This joke has been told to me

shared a classic dadjoke to SO,
"who was the first person to use the ctrl-c shortcut: Moses"
"wow.. cant handle"
"sorry i didnt come with handle bars"
"you need to stop reading dadjokes, youre going to the darkside"
"you mean the dadside" *uncontrollable laughter

They introduced new bacon into Subway here.... It's bigger and thicker, thus you get two slices instead of four like it used to be.

I tried making conversation with the (cute) girl serving me, and this is how it went:

Me: "Is that new bacon?"

Her: "Yeah it's new short cut bacon... it's supposed to be better for you"

Me: "Is it a shortcut in the sense that you only need to put on two slices instead of four?"

She went red and laughed pretty hard.

[This wasn't my dad but I was present and think you folks will like the story]

My friend's cousin had recently biked across Canada for charity, and he was showing us his pictures. On the desk top there was a shortcut to a program called QuickTax. My friends Dad notices and promptly says:

"QuickTax? Sure sounds better than SlowTax!"

He proceeded to chuckle to himself for longer than he probably should have.